I saw Beyond the Valley of the Dolls last night. One truly screwed-up movie.
I couldn't stop laughing for the last half hour. Which can't have been the reaction the makers intended.
Roger Ebert co-wrote it. Now I know where he gets his knowledge of bad movies.
Camp-bad, yes. But bad.
Not for the kids. If for no other reason than, they shouldn't think that actual adults may behave the way some of these characters act.
"This is my happening and it freaks me out!"
You know, they don't write lines like that anymore.
Thankfully.
You know, they don't write lines like that anymore.
Thankfully.
No, but they do steal them for use in Austin Powers movies.
I don't think even Austin Powers would touch, "Tonight you will drink the black sperm of my vengeance!"
Run. Away. Quickly.
I sort of suspect that, when in 50 years people are writing the pop history of 1987-1997 movies, they will be writing a lot about Tom Cruise and Julia Roberts. Not because they made good movies, but because they made popular movies, and led the charge up the salary slope.
I mean, Routledge and AFI will not be publishing those histories. But People Magazine? The 50 years from now equivalent of Leonard Maltin?
I don't think even Austin Powers would touch, "Tonight you will drink the black sperm of my vengeance!"
I suppose a Klingon might. If he was especially pervy.
I suppose a Klingon might. If he was especially pervy.
Oh great, now I'm seeing Worf saying that line. Pass the brain bleach, please.
Something to please the movie fans and lovers of gerunds:
McSweeney's offers a list of "gerunded" movie titles (like "Gleaming the Cube"), un-gerunded.