AMC has been playing *Blazing Saddles * regularly. Why do they bother?
Art, and comedy especially, is hard to appreciate outside its cultural context. When Blazing Saddles was produced, it took motion picture comedy in a whole new direction … Some of those themes were never explicitly acknowledged in the media, but Brooks grabbed them and whacked people in the crotch with them. Sometimes literally. 
I think I’ve only seen my dad laugh so hard and couldn’t stop twice in my life.
Once was to the campfire scene in Blazing Saddles and the other was the dinner table scene in Nutty Professor.
So I have a fondness for Blazing Saddlessssssssss.
…sounds like steam escaping!
Ditto!
““Ditto?” “Ditto,” you provincial putz?”
Golly, you use your tongue prettier’n a twenty dollar whore.
Regards,
Shodan
That’s funny. The hardest I ever saw my dad laugh was when Mongo punched out the horse.
Mongo only pawn in game of life. 
bah. I should have read further into the thread. Sorry.
You’ve got to remember that these are just simple farmers. These are people of the land. The common clay of the new West.
You know… morons.
I didn’t get a “Harumph!” outta that guy!
Give the governor a “Harumph!”.
“Harumph!”
Harumph!
This is exactly where I came in last time we had a Blazing Saddles thread
You watch your ass.
Oh come on, the split personality hostage scene by Cleavon Little was classic:
Bart: [speaking in a low voice] Hold it! Next man makes a move, the nigger gets it!
Olson Johnson: Hold it, men. He’s not bluffing.
Dr. Sam Johnson: Listen to him, men, he’s just crazy enough to do it!
Bart: [low voice] Drop it! Or I swear I’ll blow this nigger’s head all over this town!
Bart: [now speaking in a higher voice] Oh, lo’dy, lo’d, he’s desp’it! Do what he sayyyy, do what he sayyyy…
[the Johnsons drop their guns. Bart jams the gun into his neck and drags himself through the crowd and towards the station]
Harriett Van Johnson: Isn’t anybody going to help that poor man?
Dr. Sam Johnson: Hush, Harriet, that’s a sure way to get him killed!
Bart: [higher voice] Oooh! He’p me, he’p me! Somebody he’p me! He’p me! He’p me! He’p me!
Bart: [lower voice] Shut up!
[Bart places his hand over his own mouth, drags himself through the door into his office]
Bart: Ooh, baby, you are so talented! And they are so DUMB
The movie s a continuous one-liner designed to catch you off guard:
Taggart: What do you want me to do, sir?
Hedley Lamarr: I want you to round up every vicious criminal and gunslinger in the west. Take this down.
[Taggart looks for a pen and paper while Hedley talks]
Hedley Lamarr: I want rustlers, cut throats, murderers, bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits, vipers, snipers, con men, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers, buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswogglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train robbers, bank robbers, ass-kickers, shit-kickers and Methodists.
Taggart: [finding pen and paper] Could you repeat that, sir?
Where are all the white women at?
I wash born here, an I wash raished here, and dad gum it, I am gonna die here, an no sidewindin’ bushwackin’, hornswagglin’ cracker croaker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter.
Now who can argue with that?