If you’re anything like me, you’ve watched far too many movies and TV shows than could really be considered healthy, and naturally you’ve seen things in said movies/TV shows that have made you go “You know, that looks pretty cool… I might try that”.
I think we can safely assume everyone’s done the “Lightsabre Duel” with broomsticks or fake lightsabres or even real swords (I know I have!) , so we can take that as read and move on to the interesting stuff…
My own list, in no particular order:
Ordered a “Royale With Cheese” from a McDonald’s in France (Pulp Fiction)
Dodged a Paintball after it had been fired from the paintball gun (The Matrix)
Blasted a lock open with a shotgun (Any action movie)
Participated in a Practical Shooting competition with dual 9mm handguns (Any John Woo Hong Kong Action Movie)
Actually told my boss “Yeah, well, I’m gonna go get my own Theme Park! With Blackjack, and Hookers! In fact, Forget the Park!” after leaving a Christmas job at a local theme park (Futurama)
On the very last day of our Senior Year of Highschool, dressed up in full school uniform (black pants, black blazers, white shirts, ties) with 3 friends, donned sunglasses, and walked through schoolgrounds with “Little Green Bag” blaring from a portable CD player/speaker unit (Reservoir Dogs)
Engaged in a Airsoft Gun fight with said friends in the middle of the school’s PE and Gym area whilst thusly attired (Reservoir Dogs)
Randomly talking to people in the Bad Hong Kong Action Film Voice Dubbing Guy voice, complete with mouth out of synch with the words (Any badly dubbed Hong Kong Action film)
Asking random strangers if they have any Grey Poupon mustard (The Grey Poupon Mustard Ads)
Leapt onto the back of a moving London Double-Decker Bus (Any old movie set in London)
Address random people like Yoda I did (Star Wars)
Attempted to disarm an Airsoft gun using a scaled-down bullwhip (Indiana Jones)
Danced around to FatBoy Slim’s Weapon Of Choice in an empty supermarket (Yes, I know the video was in a hotel, but you have to work with what you’ve got at 3am in the morning as a Nightfiller)
Slid across the bonnet of a car in the style of '70s Cop Shows (Starsky & Hutch, The Dukes Of Hazzard)
Fallen onto knees and cried “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” (Movie Cliche)
Provided an “Audio Commentary” for otherwise dull/uninteresting days at work (American Dad, although the idea is older than that)
Announced “I have a cunning plan!” whenever a cunning plan or idea is formed (Blackadder)
Adopted “Wibble” as a catch-all word for everyday use (Blackadder)
There are more- oh, so very many more- but let’s hear some of yours first!
There’s a certain scene in the Wong Kar-Wai film 2046 where the characters dine in a quaint little restaurant (not the Chinese restaurant - the other one); I’ve eaten there. In the same booth where they shot that scene. Six times.
I sometimes call the girlfriend honeybunny. (Pulp Fiction)
I once made a drunken attempt to execute the five-point palm exploding heart technique. (Kill Bill)
I can do a decent one-inch punch (not functional - it’s not supposed to be functional, anyway - but it’s good for showing off). (One of the Bruce Lee films. Not sure which, exactly.)
That hotel (and its bar) where they shot Lost in Translation? Stayed there. Drank there.
I once attempted that thing with the urinal cake and the chocolate from American Psycho (I’m not entirely sure if it’s in the movie as well as the book). It did not end well.
Plus I’m pretty sure I’ve used each and every one of the Full Metal Jacket drill sergeant’s insults at one point or another.
With an old boyfriend with whom I got together partly because of a mutual love of Casablanca…I always, always wanted to pull a, “Kiss me. Kiss me as if it were the last time,” </Ingrid Bergman>, particularly when we were in the process of an especially messy breakup, but for some reason I thought it was too theatrical (wonder why? ) and never did. Come to think of it, word is that he’s leaving town in a few months due to career-type rubbish…hm. Opportunity knocks?
Well as a kid my older brother and I dreamed of being stunt men (or stunt women in my case) and so I think we tried it all. So any stupid thing from a movie in the 80’s I probably tried.
However now I think that my brother wanted to get me to do stupid things more than he wanted to be a stunt man. :smack:
Alternated playing “Fur Elise” and “Funeral March of a Marionette” on a piano that was in the back of a pickup driving along I-35, a la Jack Nicholson in Five Easy Pieces.
(Disclaimer: Jack actually played else; those were the only two I could do from memory at the time. It was my piano, and it was in the back of my cousin’s truck.)
Fred Astaire move, although I don’t remember from which movie, of jumping onto a chair, putting a foot on the back and tipping it over. Stylishly.
Also turned a mild-mannered, docile mare into a vicious kicker by virtue of screwing up that move where the cowboy vaults onto the back of the horse from the rear. I lacked both the upper-body strength and the understanding of the physics of the move, alas. After some coaching, the mare recovered her sunny disposition–but I never got over this humiliating failure.
When we were little, my cousins and I used to try and climb into the car through the windows like they did on the Dukes of Hazzard. It usually resulted in some adult yelling at us.
I have begun a late-night road trip by saying “it’s 106 miles to Chicago; we’ve got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark, and we’re wearing sunglasses.” (The Blues Brothers)
I have talked about the Medicis and cuckoo clocks while getting off the Riesenrad. (The Third Man)
I have had a picnic at Hanging Rock (I’m guessing I don’t need to specify the relevant movie).
Back in my university days, it wasn’t unknown for me to get dressed up in the whole Fred Astaire rig (top hat, white bow tie, tails, spats etc.) and I had a female friend who was Ginger Rogers and we’d dance our way through social events or across the college campus at 2am. Not that either of us could dance much, but we did sing the songs quite well.
I’ve had a large tarantula walk over me (one of the James Bond movies, perhaps Dr No - except that it’s utterly misleading crap because it’s just not all that dangerous to have a tarantula walking on you).
Possibly not quite in line with the OP, but I’ve had a full cast made of my head, just the way you see it done in all those ‘how it’s done’ features about movies needing lots of special FX make-up - dental alginate smeared all over my face and head until it sets, then plaster poured into the alginate cast.
Since I work as a professional magician and do a lot of close-up card magic, I could refer to almost any movie featuring crooked gambling scams or sleight of hand and say ‘Yep, I’ve done that move’. (The Man With The Golden Arm, The Cincinatti Kid, etc.)
I have held a live crocdile (six years old) in my arms (Crocodile Dundee).
I have been to the top of the Petronas Twin Towers (Entrapment).
After seeing Swiss Family Robinson, my best friend and I spent more than a week rolling large logs to the top of a hill in an empty lot. We imagined releasing them to roll down on some other kids, like in the movie. We had them all piled up, and somebody else rolled them down the hill when we weren’t there. :smack:
After seeing some movie about paratroopers and their training, we climbed up on top of my house. Roll when you hit the ground, they said in the movie. That’s what we had in mind, but it didn’t work that way. I wasn’t expecting my knees to hurt that much, and I didn’t foresee my legs folding up and my knees conking me on the chin. My career as a paratrooper was nipped in the bud.
On my 21st birthday, my fraternity brother and I were camping at Bass Lake State Park. We were staggering to the restroom to let out some of that Benchmark whiskey when it suddenly seemed like a good idea to mimic one of those scenes where two guys are throwing karate kicks at each other. Simultaneously, we both threw a kick while neglecting to keep one leg on the ground. Gravity never sleeps, and we both fell flat on our backs, giggling like drunken maniacs, which we were. Neither of us knew any karate. That was a good thing, because we might have hurt each other.
