Not iconic, but a good third hand story. A guy talks his buddies into seeing a crummy kung-fu exploitation movie. As I recall it was entitled “The Five Fingers of Death”. “C’mon” he says, “I’ve seen it. It’s terrible. You’ll love it!” So the collegians go, albeit with an extra large order of dubious. The guy smuggled in a cassette player (that’s like a big, clunky MP3 player for you whipper-snappers) into the theater. There’s one scene where a fighter plucks out the eyes of his opponent. At this shocking turn, the first guy hits the play button and out of the recorder’s speaker comes “I can see clearly now the rain is gone!”
They got thrown out of the theater, laughing all the way!
Another non-iconic moment, since it was for a remake. Well, it was a remake of an iconic movie. I was watching the 1973 remake of Lost Horizon in a theater. This must have been right when it opened, and before ANY reviews came out, because the place was packed. Every seat in the house filled. As I recall it was a big christmas opening. This was a bad movie. Very bad. Leonard Pinth-Garnell bad. So bad it set Michael Medved loose on the world, and recalling this movie, I kinda think we deserve it.
Adding to the badness of this cinematic experience was a little boy a few rows away from me. He must have been three or four. Every time anything happened on the screen, he would ask his mother about it. He was young enough that the idea of limiting the volume on his voice was clearly beyond his ken. “Mommy, why are they getting in an airplane?” “Mommy, why are people chasing an airplane?” “Mommy why are they flying over mountains?” This went on for every scene. Every. Single. Scene. “Mommy, why did the plane crash?” “Mommy, why is it snowing?” “Mommy, why isn’t it snowing anymore?” “Mommy, why are they singing?” (Well, THAT was a good question!)
There’s a dramatic scene late in the move where a sherpa party is climbing away from Shangi-La, and gets caught in an avalanche. One second you see this thin, lonely string of climbers, then comes the avalanche. Half the snow on the mountain falls on them, wipes them off its face utterly, and then … nothing. No movement, no wreckage, no bodies, no sign anyone or anything has even been there, just the sound on the eternal mountain winds. A hush fell over the theater.
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“Mommy - are they dead?”
Everyone within earshot cracked up. It was the best thing about the movie!