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Buckwild epilogue

Never did finish all 8 movies. At best, we usually see a movie a week so I’m not quite sure why we though we could increase that eightfold. Alas. Thoughts on the rest of what we saw:

The Big Easy – Saw this about ten or twelve years ago and remembered not finding it that sexy (and this was at a time when even the word Regina made me randy.) Turns out I didn’t miss anything the first time around. Sure, he calls her cher and touches her pumpkin, but once that’s done not a memorable scene or line follows.

The Faulty Towers Pilot – I wish I’d seen more episodes because it must get funnier. I felt a tremendous pressure to enjoy it, sort of like watching The Office for the first time (and like The Office, I’m sure it’s a riot by the third episode.) The audience killed it for me a little bit. They were just so eager: “That’s John Cleese! Ha! Brilliant! He’s was in Python, yeah? Christ, that’s funny! So funny I’ll fucking scream laughter—HAHAHAHAHA!”

Comments

Anonymous said…
You have no sense of humour. You bastard.

John Cleese
Jay said…
Well I think you have a wonderful sense of humour. The part about Regina was great!
Anonymous said…
No. I think Mr. Fawlty is right. He has no sense of humour.

Manuel
Anonymous said…
First you say you brought home seven movies, then it's suddenly eight at your next entry.

So now you ruined The Aviator for me and you're a filthy liar.

I still hate you.

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