Wonderful movie, but man, that was the worst ventriloquist ever. And he got tons of screen time. And his version of the joke wasn’t particularly funny.
Taylor Negron made me laugh.
For my money the funniest bit was Kevin Pollack’s impression of Christopher Walken telling the joke. Hi-larious.
He was a terrible ventriloquist, but his dummy had one of the best lines in the whole movie:
So he shot her in the head and fucked the bullet hole!
My favorite part was Carrie Fisher discussing her mother Debbie Reynolds and Singing in the Rain.
let’s just say it was a very special type of “rain”
Agreed.
Ordinarily I wouldn’t, because I’m not fond of comedians’ unfunny meta-in-jokes. (I loathe Andy Kaufman with all my soul), and because I’m not fond of scatology, and epper Mill has an even lower threshold for ir. On top of which getting a babysitter is a major pain.
Nevertheless, this one has me very curious, and I’m going to have to try and see it, I think. eck, look at my current sig line.
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That’s disgusting, Stoid. You sicken me.
My favorite part was that he was wearing a wireless microphone!
I know! Was that just so they could keep the rest of the sound out?
Not sure how much cursing is allowed in this forum, so…
I plan to see this next week and warmed up tonight with [SPOILER]a fucking great play, Glengarry Glen Ross, on Broadway. Total dickfest with the finest set of cocksuckers ever to say shit on a stage–Alan Alda, Jeffrey Tambor, Frederick Weller, and the coolest meanest fucker of all, Liev Schrieber. David. Fucking. Mamet. Is. A. Genius. Seeing Hawkeye say “shit” ten times in a row made it comedy gold, dude, just fucking gold!
After sitting through that shit, I goddamn better be ready for this fucking movie. I even have a choice of places to see it right here. New York Fuckin’ City, man![/SPOILER]
I’d be interested to know if you actually took a 13 year old girl to see this movie. If so, are you proud of yourself?
My husband and I went to see this the other night. I’m no prude. I know people say that when they actually are, but I am not. I used to work in the offices of a porn theater, and part of my job was to run lights and music for the between-show strippers. It was one of the most fun jobs I ever had, especally when some of the girls took me up on putting together music for them, and I like to think I upped the quality a bit.
This movie SHOCKED the HELL out of me! I laughed pretty hard at much of it, but the many, many, MANY depictions of every kind of sex with little kids (I’m talking oral, anal, everything), even infants, hell, even fetuses, were hard to take. Its unrated/NC-17 content is strictly, in my opinion, for adults, and adults only.
Oh, I know all about how some 13s can know way more than their parents think they do. My shenanigans and things that happened to me at 13 make the movie Thirteen look like a Disney flick, but most 13s aren’t like that. Most 13s still have a bit of innocence left in their bones, and to tear away the last vestiges of that innocence for the sake of seeing a movie is borderline child abuse. Sure, that’s harsh, considering that child rape/molestation is not shown, only talked about (over and over and over and over again) as part of a stupid joke, but there is such a thing as verbal abuse, and the images this movie conjures up with all the kid sex talk, will leave a lasting impression, and not a good one. I’m a jaded person, and even I am having a hard time getting the image of a fetus sucking off its daddy’s cock out of my mind. Of course, that’s part of the joke, to see who can tell the most disgusting, the most vile, the most taboo, the most rancid and wretched and disturbing version. That’s part of the fun of it. But not for 13 year olds. Geez.
That said, it was funny for the most part. The joke is terrible, but it’s how people tell it and how people talk about it that makes the movie so funny. Bob Saget and the mime were my favorites.
I was at a theater that was playing it the other day (no the one where I saw it), and they had a sign up that said although the film was unrated, the theater made the decision to treat it as if it was rated NC17- so no kiddies even if accompanied by an adult.
The sign also said “No Refunds Will be Given for This Movie!”- which made me laugh.
You’re serious? Curse words in a movie don’t do that, nor does taking a kid to a movie they want to see constitute child abuse (unless you want to compeltely wreck any meaning the words have). One thing the movie made very clear to me is that words are just words.
Just chiming in to say that I watched this movie last night, and then went home and watched the Comedy Central roast of Pam Anderson. As such, I have heard more foul-mouthed jokes about sex and scatology in a single night then Don Rickles proctologist.
Sweet Zombie Jesus, I laughed at that film. About half an hour in, I thought to myself “It’s gonna get old. There’s nowhere else to go.” And then Sagat started. And Gottfried. And
Andy Richter and Doug Stanhope telling the joke to their infant children.
I loved how much Billy Connolly laughs when he’s talking about it. He has more fun on stage then any other comedian I can think of.
I kind of wish some of the other big names in comedy had been there. Eddie Murphy, Jerry Seinfeld, Steve Martin, Bernie Mac, Cedric, …
Heck can you imagine Bob Newhart telling this joke? I mean, it’s probably not his thing (I say probably. who knows what happens behind closed doors) but just picture the booking agent on one end of a phone call. “Uh, yeah hello Jerry. You’ve got an act you want me to see. Well, what is it? Oh, a family? What do they do…?”
thwartme
Just got home.
The theater I saw it in was doing “no one under 18,” which I think is appropriate.
No one’s mentioned the version with the cards? That was great!
Oh my god! You’re so right. From just the opening lines that you wrote i can play out the whole bit in my head! Hilarious! I don’t even need him to do it because I know his schtick well enough that I can hear the inflection and know where the pauses come in and I can see his facial expressions!
So funny!
Thanks for conjuring up the image!
Oh, come on. That isn’t the dummy’s best line.
Ventriloquist: This is too much. We should do more observational humor, y’know, like Seinfeld.
Dummy: Okay. Ya ever notice, when ya punch yer girlfriend in the cunt, she calls the cops?
It could be a new game. Pick a famous comedian/fictional character/politician and imagine them telling the joke. What would their version sound like?
Like in the movie, where Kevin Pollack does Chris Walken.
Anyone wanna try Elvis? Or President Bush? Or Walter Cronkite?
thwartme
Ed Sullivan – again, as the pitchee.
Heh.
Yeah, like the word “borderline.” Look it up. If I thought it was actual child abuse, I would have left out the word “borderline” and put this in the Pit.
I agree that the movie makes it very clear that words are just words. I think (many if not most) adults have the ability to distinguish between words and actions, which is why the more disgusting the joke gets, as the movie wears on, the more funny it is, more because you can’t believe what you’re hearing than because what’s being said is funny.
Having been a 13-year old girl, and a fairly used, abused and savvy one, the images left in my head after seeing a movie like that, images derived from words, not pictures, would have been very disturbing. No kid should have those images in their head, but obviously that’s just me (and the ratings board, and Penn Jilette, and the movie theaters).
Not really part of my original rant, but the blase reactions of people to the thought of a 13 year old seeing the movie saddens me, partially for the lost vestages of innocence, because also because there really isn’t anything left for adults now. Adult things are dumbed down for children’s consumption, but children are supposed to be “savvy” enough to be able to handle what should be purely adult content. Except for pure, 100% porn, anything goes for children nowadays. Except for porn, which I had more than enough of when I worked at the theater (after a while, it’s all just mechanics), is there something, ANYTHING, that I as an adult, can call my own in entertainment? It seems not.
It goes both ways, of course. Well-made children’s films are enjoyed by adults too. I’ve been in audiences comprised primarily of adults when seeing excellent movies such as The Iron Giant and Peter Pan. Is there anything kids have they can call their own? Maybe Pokemon and the Teletubbies. I’m not going to NOT see a well-reviewed movie I’m interested in, just because it’s for kids, because I like movies of all kinds, but there seems a big difference between a kid seeing The Aristocrats and an adult seeing, say, The Chronicals of Narnia.
I forgot about the card game version, that was amazing. I think even Penn was impressed by that one. I’d also like to see Bob Newhart tell the joke, but I can picture it, thanks to thwartme.