I don’t watch the movie because I could only stand to watch it one, but in Lars von Trier’s “Breaking the Waves” there’s a scene where a retarded kinda woman who never really seemed likely to meet a guy finally does so, and on their honeymoon he just fucks her brains out, and afterward she thanks him profusely, deeply, she is so profoundly grateful for the great sex they just had.
I think EVERY porn film should have a scene like that. Not that “Breaking the Waves” is a porn film or anything close to it, but that scene DEFINITELY would appeal to quite a few male fantasies.
I havee watched Spike Lee’s Mo’ Better Blues over and over again for the music and the clothes. OK, thats two things. Just the music then. It’s so cool.
Good point **Blues Brothers 2000 ** blew chunks as a movie, but the soundtrack was actually better than the Blues Brothers which had a great sound track. I have sat through **BB2K ** just for the music.
Good pick, although I liked the rest of Robocop as well.
Robocop 2 was another story. For me, the only memorable scene was the video the OCP execs were watching of the repeated failures to create another Robocop. One by one, each “volunteer” commits suicide rather than live as machines.
the Private Afternoons of Pamela Mann – a porno flick, and one of the few I’ve watched all the way through. They seemed to be trying to show at least one scene of each possible combination of sex.
Butthere’s a non-sex running bit through the whole film – a not-particularly-hot but good-looking well-dressed woman with a clipboard who shows up at several coupliongs to ask the participants some lengthy well-worded survey question that requires a yes or no answer. The participants answer, distractedly (understandable, under the circumstances).
At the very end, one of the sex participants finally asks her:
“What are you doing here?”
She replies:
“Oh, I’m here to give this film Redeeming Social Value”
Only time I genuinely laughed at an X-rated movie.
Grand Prix fits this bill for me. Overly long, lousy soap opera storyline, wooden acting, but some of the greatest auto racing scenes ever filmed, and coincidentally featuring Formula 1 racing cars at the height of their astectic appeal (no/minimal corporate sponsorships, no wings or air scoops sprouting from every corner).
I’ve got the Billy Jack DVD, and whenever I play it, I skip to the part where Billy karate chops the local townies in the ice cream shop, and I watch it through the fight in the park where he beats up more townies before getting his ass kicked. I push the stop button right after the sheriff breaks up the fight and refuses to press charges with a cynical “Where would I begin?” I haven’t seen the rest of the movie in years.
It’s one of life’s little ironies that one of the best fight sequences of all time is in one of the lousiest movies ever committed to celluloid.
Cruel Intentions was a rather hokey teenager movie that I might never have watched again if it weren’t for…
the superb sex scene between Ryan Philipe and Reese Witherspoon’s characters. It’s strangely out of place as one of the most tender, natural love scenes I’ve ever seen, second only to the car scene in Say Anything.
Am I the first one to bring up his acting in the one good part of Troy, where he plays King Priam pleading for Achilles to return Hector’s corpse? O’Toole’s getting on in years and it rather shows in his acting in the rest of that movie, but in that one scene his age and weariness really worked in his favour.
Also, the mediocre Joan of Arc movie The Messenger had one great scene that made it worth the price of admission, where Dustin Hoffman, as one of Joan’s hallucinations, tries to explain to her that it was silly of her to assume the sword she found as a child was put there by God, each explanation being accompanied by a 2 sec clip showing what might’ve happened. Kinda hard to explain why it worked, but I sat through the whole movie to see that one 30 sec bit again.
I love movies about figure skating, even when they’re otherwise dreck. Which brings me to Ice Castles. Pure sap, but Lynn-Holly Johnson, who played the lead, is and was a professional figure skater, so her routines are a joy to watch.
Satisfaction and Mischief, two '80s teen comedies which otherwise blew chunks were redeemed by the all-too-brief presence of Deborah Harry and Terry O’Quinn, respectively. Last time I stumbled across Mischief on cable, I recorded it and played back, for Mr. Rilch’s benefit, the scene where O’Quinn throws his son out of the house. Like friendlessboob said about Joe Mantegna’s line reading in Searching for Bobby Fischer, just typing it out doesn’t do it justice, but FWIW, the line is, “That’s not my problem; that’s your problem! That’s not my problem!” If you watch Lost, you can probably imagine his intensity. (But it’s not the same as his reading of “DON’T TELL ME WHAT I CAN’T DO!”
Makes me think, there are times I pop my Mad Max or Dune DVDs into the PC so I can skip to my bookmarks in them.
Mad Max I watch only the initial car chase and then the scene in the garage where Barry kicks the guts out of the Interceptor’s V8.
Dune I watch the two big Harkonen scenes, where the mentat meets the Baron and his nephews for the first time, then when they meet after taking Arrakis for the Emperor.
Stargate is an ok movie, but it immediately won my affection for the use of non-translated alien language, & the fact that whoever wrote it realised a linguist made sense in that context. (In case you’re wondering, I do enjoy the TV series based on it, even though it totally lost this element of realism.)
I watched Sliding Doors, which drags a lot in the last quarter, & then watched it again almost immediately–the next day–because the dialogue is so great. (“I’m your friend, mate! I’m here to help you!”)
John Waters films, just to see Divine…he/she was amazing and just put it out there for the world to see. You will never see a drag queen at gutsy as Divine in your lifetime.
TITAN A.E. I didn’t know what the hell to make of this movie the first time I saw it – an animated hard-edged action-adventure sci-fi with all these Disneyesque characters trying to murder each other with zap guns – and for most of the movie, I can say “lots of neat ideas that didn’t quite work in the execution.” One exception: the scene where the two ships are playing cat-and-mouse in an asteroid field made of drifting mountain-sized ice crystals is utterly riveting, and one of the most original “vehicle pursuit” ideas I’ve ever seen in a movie, part car chase and part submarine war movie and part I-don’t-know-what.
The Bride. Whole lot of ideas here, and some gelled wonderfully, and some didn’t. Sting as an arrogant, obsessed Dr. Frankenstein was a neat idea. Jennifer Beals as the Perfect Woman was not. Clancy Brown as a Frankenstein’s Monster who joins the circus and actually has a life for a while was fantastic, one of the most original roles Clancy Brown’s ever been given to play. If they’d shortened the movie by a reel and left Jennifer Beals and her whole subplot out, this could have been a pretty interesting movie.
Wayne’s World. In a movie that to my immigrant mind, made absolutely no sense, was a scene where Tia Carrere’s character admits that she learned English from “The police Academy series of movies”. This was somehow an exact description of how I learned English. To this day that is the only scene I remember from that movie.
