I hope nobody saw Futureworld.
So, to explain - it’s a sequel to the movie Westworld, and the concluding scene, below, shows Peter Fonda giving the bad guy the Big Finger as he quickly ducks into the last car of some public transport system to escape Futureworld with Blythe Danner.
And the capper, so beautiful - of Bad Guy smacking his hands down, like that* - he might as well have said “rat, drat, AND double-drat!!!”
Got any ridiculous misfires? Please - the lamer the better.
*And added bonus - that extra shot of Bad Guy doing some sort of shoulder flinch, or something. Yes!!!
Never heard of it! Did a quick wiki check, thinking this was some Room-like thing, but it seems for realsies, kinda. Wow.
Was that Buddy Hackett’s son?
S.O.B was a comedy. It wasn’t meant to be serious or shocking, other than the fact that you could see her topless. But it wasn’t even her first nude scene, which added to the joke. It was also designed to be as unerotic as possible.
And for some reason, one of the rotten Showtime or other channels is playing this all the time. April 2021. And this is they shit they choose to air???
I remember the MAD sendup of that movie. One cameraman said, “The director thought if it showed Julie Andrews topless, it would make enough money to recoup the studio’s expenses.” Another cameraman said, “If it showed Dolly Parton topless, it would make enough money to pay off the national debt!”
Oh, someone had better also mention The Happening of course.
It’s supposed to be a thriller, I guess, and it starts out OK.
But thanks to some of the worst acting I’ve ever seen in a big budget movie, combined with an enemy that is supposed to be terrifying but is represented by a light wind it’s constantly unintentionally funny. And while I applaud the bravery of setting the finale of a thriller in picturesque, tranquil green fields in full daylight…yeah it just adds to the ridiculousness.
At some point in the 80s I rented the George C Scott romp Hardcore and just couldn’t make it all the way through the melodramatic sloggings of that hammy curmudgeon belly-aching his way through the seamier side of things.
Memorable ad line for that movie - “Oh my God! That’s my Daughter!”, which I’m sure did wonders to boost sales, but also might have had unintended consequences like idiotic little grader eighters (years before my eventual viewing of the film) gruffly barking that one at girls in the hallway.
Hillarious scene from the end of the newest For All Mankind:
There is a smallish (maybe 2 to 3 foot square?) window break on the lunar base. Every object and person in the room is hurled towards the window, people cling to things like Jim Cantore in a hurricane, and it keeps going on and on in one of the silliest hyperbolic scenes in something that is supposed to be realistic science that I’ve ever seen.
Holy crap that’s Lori (admissions scandal) Loughlin ! She made enough off of this to pay to get her kid (kids ?) into USC ???
(Must be all the royalties from Showtime !)
