To be fair, it is very disturbing to picture Billy Bob Thornton as a ladies’ man.
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I can’t watch the show My Name is Earl because every time I see lovable Randy I can only picture his extremely racist character in American History X. I want to like this show otherwise, anyone have any suggestions?
I’ll hate that bitch Kathy Bates in anything after seeing Misery.
That’s what YOU say, Mister Man! You’re just a lying old dirty bird. […WHAP!..] God, I love you.
I don’t hate her, but I can’t quite shake off her psycho vibe. I saw her recently in About Schmidt and she was good in that role, but might as well have brought out a sledge hammer any second.
Eric Roberts, he is the creepy sleazy Ted Bancroft in “Another World.” I cannot get past him in that role.
Have you seen him in Evolution? He plays a lovable doofus there too.
I always like Kevin Bacon. Then I saw The Woodsman. The Woodsman (2004) - IMDb
It was such a disturbing movie that I would have a hard time watching Kevin in anything else.
Is there any movie where Jimmy Stewart isn’t at least a bit creepily intense? In everything I see him in he always seems one burst forehead vessel away from going postal on everyone.
I catch him ocassionaly in reruns of “Boy Meets World” playing opposite Ben Savage as his sensitvive poetry loving classmate who’s father is a wrestler.
I always associate him with his character from Mallrats, who is like a more hostile version of Randy, or his very minor character from Chasing Amy, who is almost exactly like Randy. Almost all of both of those characters’ interactions are with Jason Lee, so it’s very good therapy as part of a “make Captain_C like My Name Is Earl” campaign.
Clint Howard (Ron Howard’s brother and possibly the ugliest man in show business) will always be Balock from Star Trek. Quite possibly the world’s worst dubbing job as well.
The first movie I ever saw Peter Stormare in, he fed Steve Buscemi (well, most of him, anyway) through a wood chipper.
It just gives a fascinating subtext to those Volkswagen commercials.
It was hard for Tony Perkins to shake his Psycho persona for years. I don’t remember seeing him in any role after that where I wasn’t eyeing him closely, waiting for him to go all knife-wielding at any minute.
JK Simmons is one of my favorite character actors and I loved him as the grumpy editor in Spiderman and “easiest thing in the world” munitions guy Garth in The LadyKillers, but it took a while before I could shake him as the newbie raping neo-Nazi Schillinger, one of the most despicable and unredeemable creeps in TV history, on Oz.
On the other hand, Ted Levine’s a great actor and I enjoy him on Monk and in The Laramie Project and other good-guy roles, but I still hear him saying “Do you wanna f*ck me?” and “It puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again!” regardless of his dialogue.
This reminds me of the conflicted feelings I have toward Michael Madsen.
And “Stuck in the Middle with You”, for that matter.
Catherine Keener is a terrific actress and fully hot, but it took me awhile to get past her performance in Being John Malkovich
Frankie! That’s where I first saw him. It’s the first thing I associate him with.
I know a lot of people found it weird to watch Buffalo Bill (Ted Levine) playing a police captain in TV’s “Monk.”
I’ve always found Juliette Lewis kind of odd from “Cape Fear.” I’ve seen parts of “The Other Sister,” so I don’t think I’ve gotten over it yet. (I know, I know, Robert De Niro’s part in “Cape Fear” was even scarier, but I think I’m used to seeing De Niro play odd guys.)
ETA: It took me a while to get past seeing Angelica Huston as the scary and evil Grand High Witch in “The Witches.”
The first time I saw Thornton was Sling Blade.
The second time I saw him, I was being screamed at to come into the living room by friends to come see, “Ol’ Childers in action!” only to see him ground-pounding Halle Barry in that one scene in Monster’s Ball. My friends were doing grunt impressions of him while he was on screen jack hammering one of the most beautiful women on the planet. I distinctly remember, “Blisters sure do hurt.” and “Get ready for some mustard and biscuits!”
I put my brain in the blender and hit frappe.
Hugo Weaving will always be Agent Smith. I had to seriously restrain myself from hissing, “Mr. Frodo,” when he, as Elrond, welcomes the Fellowship to Rivendell. I saw Pricilla, Queen of the Desert, which I quite liked, and yet the lasting impression is from The Matrix. In V for Vendetta, his affected accent changed his voice enough that it took me a while for me to place him. That and the mask helped me to not see him as Smith, but I swear it will continue to be really difficult for me to separate him from that character whenever I see him in other roles.