No, I’d still say Time Bandits was better. But speaking of American war movies, how about MASH*, with the memorable Maj. Apocalypse Houlihan?
Didn’t she sing “Total Hot Lips of the Heart?”
While burning through several eclipse of ammo, if I remember right.
My overworked gynecologist brother-in-law once said wearily, “I’ve seen so many clips today, my eyes are crossed.”
Oy, he drops everything! What a schlemiel, he’s such a clits!
Whenever I go out to the henhouse, I love to hear all the chickens klutz at me.
Whenever I go to a henhouse, I think of the fairies of the forest, especially that “shrewd and knavish sprite” Cluck from A Midsummer NIght’s Dream.
Huh. When I go to the henhouse, all I can think of is how much all the grain the chickens puck at is costing me.
By the way, don’t ever take chickens on a boat. Their manure is slick and you’ll have to swab the peck constantly.
No kidding. It’s even worse if you get decks or geese on the boat!
Fearless Fosduck was a comic strip parody (in Li’l Abner) of another comic strip, Duck Tracy.
Didja remember Madonna was in that gawdaful movie with Warren Beatty? I don’t think Dick Jagger of the Rolling Stones had a cameo, though.
There weren’t any Fleetwood Mick songs in the soundtrack either.
Nor was there the old Ray Charles standard, Hit the Road,** Mac**.
I don’t recall seeing any mac sharks in the movie, either.
Or any of those really loud Japanese mako drums either, come to think of it.
Psst.** Gladiator**, it’s “Jack.”
In play.
I thought that obnoxious lizard in the Taiko commercials was Australian.
Ooops, you stepped in front of my reply. Anyway, carry on.
Whilst sauntering through deepest Patagonia, Orson Bean and I oft espied the geicos rounding up the wild cattle on the pampas.
Everyone has a favorite Marx Brother, and mine is far and away Gaucho.