Korean married to a Black woman here.
My favorite: “We’ll take the niggers and the chinks, but we don’t want the Irish!”
Classic
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Our lawyers would like to thank the good and generous folks at the Crayola company! Apparently, they have not had a flesh coloured crayon since 1963!
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So you’re saying you found the movie very racist, right?
I can’t speak directly to this, but my wife is African American and Blackfoot Indian, she thinks it is hysterical. Our kids grew up on this stuff, cone to think of it, that explains a lot!
OPUS (in response): "Yeah, but they still have ‘Indian Red’. S’pose they have ‘Negro Brown’?
Of course, “Indian Red” is not a reference to the first inhabitants of North America. It is a reference to a particular shade of red that was made in India.
I suppose if the nice people at Crayola wanted to be P.C., they’d have dropped the point size on the type font and simply named that crayon, " Eastern Indian Red Which Is In No Way Associated With Native North America Tribes Or Their Skin Color But Is Rather Derived From Plant Life Found Growing Along The Ganges".
Yeah, count me in on the not-so-amused group. I found the farting scene too obvious, and I guess my comedic tastebuds for that sort of thing were outstretched after the age of nine. But since I’m a big fan of all things un-PC (I often find the funniest humour comes from off-the-wall stuff no-one would touch; religion(s), abortion, murder, war etc.), it doesn’t bother me as such.
There was one exception to the not-so-funny-movie rule though. That little cowboy who hangs off Headley Lamarrs butt throughout the film (“Mr Lamarr you use your tongue purt-ier than a twen-y dolla whore!”). He was hilarious at times.
[hijack w/a twist] At the store a guy was wanting a can of Black Krylon…he had the cap in his hand. It was labled Noir/Negro/Black. So he asks the (African American) guy behind the counter for a can of that “Negro Black”. The look on the counter guys face was priceless. The guy buying the paint must have been a BS extra[/hijack w/a twist].
I like Blazing Saddles. And somebody mentioned The Jerk, “I’m a Nigger!”
That was the aforementioned Slim Pickens, may he rest in peace. He was fantastic in that film.
I can only think of 3 Brooks movies I actually thought were consistently funny: this one (despite the fart jokes, which I’m not a fan of); Young Frankenstein; and The Producers. His other stuff I find nearly unwatchable. But something in those movies just clicks.
Bart: [holding his own gun to his own head] Nobody moves or the nigger gets it.
Still laughing at that one 29 years later.
Richard Pryor was a co-writer and the original choice to play the sheriff.
http://us.imdb.com/Trivia?0071230
Mel Brooks is nice and all, but I’ve always attributed the hilarious racial jokes to Mr. Pryor’s brilliant input. As a person of color, I kind of miss the way race could be discussed in the 1970s. More open, more honest, and in this case, much more funny.
“Instead of leaving, they’re staying in droves!”
Very funny movie, but not as funny as Archie Bunker.
“Won’t somebody help that poor man?”
“Quiet, Harriet, that’s a sure way to get him killed!”
“Fought outlaws. Fought Indians. Fort Dix.”
“Authentic frontier gibberish”
“Bart they said you was hung.” “And they was right.”
“Hello boys did you miss me?”
“It’s like steam escaping.”
“Howard Johnson’s right.”
“Mongo straight.”
“Screw you. I work for Mel Brooks.”
“Scuse me while I whip this out.”
“We rape the shit out of them at the number six dance.”
“The little bastard shot me in the ass.”
“Randolph Scott”
The racists are the villains and the buffoons in the movie. Even the ignorant townsfolk of Rock Ridge come around once Bart and Co. save their bacon. People might be offended by certain jokes or the language (especially in these PC times), but the message of the film is quite clear.
“Baby, please, I’m not from Havana!”
“Now for my next impression - Jesse Owens!”
“Um, sir, he specifically asked for two niggers. Well, to tell a family secret, my grandmother was a Dutch.”
“Mungo! Santamaria!”
All this and the Count Basie Orchestra.
Speaking of movies like Blazing Saddles–which I also found funny and a satire of racism–which couldn’t be made today…What about Airplane! ?
Just for one example: Remember the subtitles given for the two African-American men on the plane whenever they talk because they “speak jive” ?
Oh God! That old lady always cracks me up. “Stewardess? I speak jive. Just hang loose, blood. She’s gonna catch you up on the med side.”
“No dang gummit, the sheriff is a niCLANG…”
snort
“Oh fellas, look what I found.”
“Where all the white women at?”
snort chuckle
The entire scene with Mel Brooks and the paddle-ball’s…
snort chuckle snort-snort
Gets me every time.