“Sumbitch Klan! Put me on probation! Shoot! All I was doin’ was raisin’ a little HELL!”
You are EVIL. I tell ya! EEEEEEVIIIIILLL!!!
[From Samurai Tailor, a paraphrase from memory]
Buck Henry: Excuse me, these pants fit fine, but there’s no zipper.
Belushi: Ah, shi niki zhu dong. (Translation: Here, let me fix that for you.)
Henry leans back as ST pulls his katana and . . .
Freeze. Roll credits.
(I always liked that bit)
Shouldn’t that be: Four fried chickens and dry toast?
IIRC, Jake ordered four fried chickens and a Coke and Elwood asked for dry toast and a glass of water.
And what about the now-ironic sketch where we see Belushi as an old man, beside the graves of dead SNL cast members:
“…I outlived 'em all. And you know why? Cause I’m a dancer!”
…and old man Belushi dances a little jig…
Or what about Belushi as the Incredible Hulk, stinking up the bathroom at the super hero party?
Belushi had more comedic talent in his eyebrows than most of the cast members since have had in their whole bodies.
Hmmmm, a potential flame thread has turned into a Belushi appreciation party.
All right, who’s got the beer?
TOGAAAAAAAAAAAA
“Belushi had more comedic talent in his eyebrows…”
I agree completely, what I love most about his stuff is his subtle expressions and postures. The bit in Animal House that still cracks me up every time is when Belushi is trying to cheer up the guy (forgot his name) by making little goofy faces. He never says a word in that scene but generates such pure wonderful comedy…
I am a totally buff stud-boy thanks to … Little Chocolate Donuts!
I actually thought that John Belushi could be very funny and even subtle when he had a good script and a director who could rein him in.
Now, as for Chris Farley . . . I am NOT glad he’s dead, I hear he was a very nice guy, though obviously a total basket-case, emotionally. But I accidentally saw an SNL tribute to him—well, five minutes of it—this weekend, and it was like watching a car accident. This was so obviously someone in desperate need of psychiatric help, and he was so painfully unfunny . . . “Hey, let’s have the big fat guy throw himself on the floor a lot!” Yikes.
Eve, I think I’m beginning to fall in love with you. 
I concur. There are a few scenes in Animal House where he is running–they crack me up totally. He was a whole-body comedian. He didn’t rely on funny words as much as he was just funny.
I agree with you, Eve about Chris Farley. His whole thing was “Look at me! I’m fat!” So what? I’m sorry for his untimely death, but I don’t necessarily think that the world lost a great comedian when he died.
Hell, I coulda told you that. Took you this long to figure it out? 
Well, John Belushi was certainly a better actor and a funnier comedian than Chris Farley. But then that is kind of like saying that SPAM is better than Hormel Deviled Ham; true, but I still don’t want any SPAM.
I’ve never understood the Belushi phenomenon but I didn’t find him particularly distasteful, either. Besides, one of Mike Royko’s best columns was about Belushi, so that has to be good for something.
Now, let’s compare John to James.
Oi! Eve what are you saying? Chris Farley is hilarious! He’s no John Belushi of course, but that man was a riot.
To demonstrate how perverse my household is, I confess: I’ve said “I’m 35 years old, I am divorced and I live in a van down by the river!” so many times, that my 4 year old son repeats it on his own.
Eve and BillH, you do know that Chris Farley said many times that he idolized John Belushi and wanted to be just like him?
Unfortunately, in some ways he was too much like him.
Eve:
So true, so true. Being loud, overweight and falling down does not necessarily equal humor. But I did like Blushi in “Continental Divide” (he actually acted).
LOL! This scene where Bluto is trying to cheer up Flounder is one of my favorite movie scenes ever. First he makes faces, then he smashes a beer can into his forehead and finally he breaks a beer bottle over his head. It never fails to make me laugh, and so when I’m sad Mr. Sunshine has taken to miming the whole scene for me and it always cheers me up.
I also love when he is “sneaking” up to the sorority house to put the ladder at the window. He does this total parody of cartoon-like tip-toeing that is priceless.
I think it did. The “look at me; I’m fat” routine was what SNL wanted him to do, the same way they wanted Tim Meadows to be The Other Black Guy, Victoria Jackson to be The Sex Object, and Julia Sweeney to be The Moderator. They just built the show around Spade, Sandler, Myers and Rock, and everyone else (except Hartman, who was like the pillar) was a prop.
Farley did indeed have subtlety. I remember the Weight Watcher’s sketch:
Farley lurches in halfway through the meeting, and the sketch, carrying a slice of pizza.
Moderator: Would you like to introduce yourself?
Farley. No…but I will…[stands with slumped shoulders, still dangling the pizza] I’m Ned Crowley; I’m a cop…Seems that a certain sargeant down at the precinct has a little problem with my…girth. So he says ‘Crowley, you’re joining Weight Watchers’. But he doesn’t say nothin’ bout losin’ weight!" [takes vociferous bite of pizza, shakes head and laughs raucously].
There was also a sketch between him and Phil Hartman; Farley is a pensive teenager and Hartman is the Friendly Neighborhood Cop. Hartman mugs through the whole thing, but Farley is the character. At one point, Hartman asks if his sex drive is acting up, and Farley muses, "Sometimes when I see a girl walk down the street…I look at her body and I just wanna JUMP ON HER! CLIMB ALL OVER HER! UNDRESS HER WITH MY TEEETH!!!. He goes from wistful to manic very suddenly, but it’s the same character, not just two different voices. Then he gasps and shudders, settling himself down…and all Hartman says is, “Okkayyyyyy…”
I felt bad, watching him disintegrate. He messed up his lines more than once. On a show that has cue cards for everything! But I thought he was wasting his talent, not that he himself was a waste. And after a while, he did seem to be doing the fat-guy schtick as a means of expressing what it was like to be trapped in that body, as opposed to just being the Dumb Fat Guy.
There was one sketch where he and Jackson were supposed to kiss, and she wouldn’t do it. Well, that’s her decision. But I also thought that he was darned goodlooking for a Large Gentleman, and if he’d gotten down to fighting weight, he would have been devastating.
One more flashback. There was this one sketch where characters were supposedly looking at a painting in a museum, and very straightforwardly explaining what fools they were. Farley was the museum guard, who swaggered up to announce closing, then remarked that it was odd that after so many years at the museum, he’d never really looked at a painting. “Guess I just spend too much time loafin’ around. And dreamin’ about five o’clock when I can punch the clock and haul my fat ass back to my place in Queens and watch Growing Pains with a bottle a Jolt Cola and a bag a Dunkin’ Donuts on my lap. Just wish I had the intelligence to form an opinion about this painting. But sadly, whatever brain cells I might have had are long gone through years of neglect and decay. [Snaps out of trance] Fifteen minutes to closing.”
It was called Shiller’s Reel. It was the creepiest damn thing to see this after his death. It’s still creepy.
I think the John was a great comedian and who knows where he might have gone had he not died an untimely death.
The Samurai Tailor sketch and the Weekend Update where he goes on about the “Luck of the Irish” are some of my favourite moments.
"Luck of the Irish? Can you say POTATO FAMINE?!