Saturday, August 15, 2009

Saturday Night Movie Thread

The end of this movie made me cry.

44 comments:

  1. What happened at the end?

    The good guy lost :(

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  2. It's only a movie, Shaaaaark.

    Have I ever mentioned The Ice Bowl, and said, "It's only a football game, Snoooooout."?

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  3. No, but that's because you know I would have to kick your leathery gray ass if you dissed the Ice Bowl.

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  4. No, but that's because you know I would have to kick your leathery gray ass if you dissed the Ice Bowl.

    You know what I like about ice?

    It's like a buffet table full of penguins. Nom nom nom

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  5. You eat penguins? Damn.

    (I don't like ice.)

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  6. I learned something new today; I'd never heard of the ice bowl.

    OTOH, I loved the movie from your featured trailer.

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  7. It was a good movie, sure, but I prefer movies where the good guy wins at the end.

    That Chief Brody and Hooper were able to just swim away without consequence for their dasterdly deeds makes a mockery of the struggle between Good and Evil.

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  8. Sharon said...
    I learned something new today; I'd never heard of the ice bowl.


    [NFL Films voice.] It was December 31st, 1967. The NFL Championship game. The Frozen Tundra of Lambeau Field, in Green Bay, Wisconsin. Vince Lombardi, legendary coach of the Green Bay Packers faces off against his former colleague, Tom Landry (coaching some team from Texas or something), in one of the most memorable games in the history of professional football.

    Okay, blah blah blah...long story short, it was colder than a well digger's ass (as my father used to say), the Packers won at the last minute on a quarterback sneak by Bart Starr, and thirty years later, snoutpalm spent $125 on a commemorative Bart Starr throwback jersey.

    The End.

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  9. it was colder than a well digger's ass

    ... or a raw penguin in the antarctic.

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  10. "it was colder than a well digger's ass"

    Round here we say 'colder than a witch's titty in a cast iron bra'

    (Don't ask me, I'm just passin' on the info.)

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  11. Who's Bart Starr?

    My first husband - in my first-grade level imagination.

    (No, I'm not talking about NOW, I'm talking about then!)

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  12. Round here we say 'colder than a witch's titty in a cast iron bra'

    (Don't ask me, I'm just passin' on the info.)


    They make cast iron bras? That page must have been ripped out of the Sears catalog at my house.

    For what purpose, I shall not speculate. (I had three brothers.)

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  13. They make cast iron bras?

    Yes, they do. It features leather straps, cast iron cups, and brass buckles.

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  14. Yeah, one would think it would not be the most comfortable undergarment available.

    Put a few dunce caps on the end of the cups, though, and we could sell one to Madonna.

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  15. You're probably too late, Shaaaaark.

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  16. Leather. Lace. Silk.

    No metal ....no how, no way, count me OUT.

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  17. I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    I will not make the joke that's in my head.
    ...x500

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  18. I will not make the joke that's in my head.

    That kind of takes the fun out of it, doesn't it?

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  19. Yes. For the Barney Fifes surveilling this blog, especially. ; )

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  20. Oh no! I hope they dont' call the internet police!!!

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  21. I thought you were the internet police.

    Darn.

    *wink*

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  22. I thought you were the internet police.

    Shhhhh...

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  23. Yes. For the Barney Fifes surveilling this blog, especially.

    Stalkers! You have stalkers!?

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  24. Stalkers! You have stalkers!?


    Oh, yeah. Over at the Shark 2.0 site.

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  25. It's my understanding that the proper protocol when dealing with stalkers is to create another website from which you are better able to stalk the stalkers.

    Next, you need a sharp stick to poke at them with.

    You'll also need a good name, like "Shark 2.0 Repellent" or some such ...

    (Just something to think about.)

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  26. Why should I go through all that work? I just need to find a psychophant (spelling intentional) to do it for me, because of how totally awesome I am.

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  27. I advise you to be careful.

    Psychophants are usually beards for psychopaths.

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  28. Psychophants are usually beards for psychopaths.

    Luckily, sharks can't grow beards.

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  29. Ah. A disguise. Hmmm. I bet if I wore one of those, and went to the beach no one would recognize me and start screaming, while pointing, "SHARRRRK!" and stuff.

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  30. Worth a try.

    It's bound to work out better than the time that lifeguard gave you advice on how to get a girl.

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  31. It's bound to work out better than the time that lifeguard gave you advice on how to get a girl.

    Is this "Shark is dumb and has a Small you-know" Day or something?

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  32. You're the one who brought up your fin.

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  33. "fin"?

    Is that what you kids are calling it these days?

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  34. What else do you call a fin?

    [Quizzical look.]

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  35. Oh.

    We really were talking about fins?

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  36. To be completely honest, I was trying to get Shaaaaark to tell my favorite joke of his, but he didn't bite (so to speak).

    So here goes.

    This guy was on the beach, and he noticed all the girls flocking around his friend, who was the lifeguard. He couldn't get the attention of any girls, so he asked his lifeguard buddy for some advice.

    The lifeguard says to him, "Tomorrow when you show up, just stuff a sock into your trunks. Trust me, they'll be all over you."

    So the guy shows up the next day, sock stuffed into his trunks, and it's even worse. The girls are visibly repulsed, and avoiding him like the plague.

    He approaches the lifeguard and says, "I did what you said and wore the sock. I thought you said this would work!"

    The lifeguard says, "You're supposed to wear it in the front!"

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  37. Flea could give him instructions.

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