Mine is Swordfish. John Travolta gets Computer Guy (was it Hugh Jackman?) to work on getting this password for him. Now, to rasie the stakes, Travolta needs it done quick, fast, and in a hurry. Did I mention that Computer Guy is the only one in the world that can even come close to breaking this code in the alotted time?
So Henchman number one puts a gun to his head, Hot Blonde starts blowing him, and Travolta tells him he’s going to kill him if he doesn’t crack this fake password.
So, lemme get this straight. Not only does he have all the appropriate computer programs open and ready to crack this code or create this worm, but he’s the only person on the planet that can do this. Computer Guy knows this, so why does he think he’s going to get his brains blown out? Travolta would get nothing from having guy dead, so apparently Jackman is a complete creampuff and would have crapped himself if he saw the gun.
Of course…having that abnormally hot blonde blow you…well, I suppose that’s worth it.
I just remembered this video they showed us in Health class. It was about a girl who’s walking on a mountain trail with her parents and falls down a hill. The point of the video was to tell us what to do when someone falls down a steep hill, but when the movie cuts to the girl falling down she grows about 2 feet and ages 15 years. That’s OK for a low-budget health class movie, but I’ve seen similar things in blockbuster movies (I’m thinking of one but can’t remember the name!)
Please, PLEASE make your stunt doubles look similar to your actors.
I could probably just say it was on Sci-Fi and be done right? I walked into this scene: Stephen Baldwin is talking to the pilot of a space shuttle and gets thrown to the floor. Cut to scene of the space shuttle in space main engines burning away and the shuttle sliding side to side dodging meteors. :dubious:
When Arnold’s Terminator jumped into the LA river on the motorcycle in T2, he, from what I can tell, became the lead singer of Smashmouth for a good nine seconds there, until he landed.
So did you miss the part where the lackey rushed in to the Vice President’s tent and said (I’m paraphrasing) “We found survivors in New York!” To which the VP responded “Rescue them!”
And then there’s that whole scene where huge rescue choppers descend on New York. Did they just do that because of magic? Come on…
In *Edward Scissorhands * (yeah, I know, if I got past the title itself…), after he goes to live with Dianne Wiest’s family, he is shown having dinner for the first time with them. He can’t coordinate his hand movements and food goes flying out of his hands and he just can’t figure out how to eat. Clearly, eating is something he will need to learn how to do.
So, how did he survive all of the intervening years between his creator’s death and going to live with that family??
I guess to me if that were the case, then would he even be able to eat? Either he has a stomach/digestive system or he doesn’t, KWIM? But I do think you’re right.
I’m not sure I agree with you, actually. Survivors in that particularly hilariously implausible situation (sudden instant citywide freezing) would not lack for either food or supplies. Heck, just wander over to the nearest frozen supermarket or frozen REI and you’re set. What they would lack for would be survival skills and motivation, both of which the dad could theoretically provide.
The real idiocy in that movie, imho, is the idea that Mexico can just open their borders and accept tens of millions of survivors and have food and shelter for them, just because we forgave their debts and we’re friends now, mmmkay?
A movie or TV show will lose me immediately if this scenario occures:
A character, usually the protagonist, is aware that an explosion is about to occur. Said protagonist runs away and a split second before the explosion, he/she leaps forward, then kablam! The force of the explosion propels our hero/heroine through the air and they land with nary a scratch. So we have an explosion powerful enough to propel a person through the air but the heat doesn’t so much as cause even a 1st degree burn or melt the soles of their shoes. Nevermind any shrapnel or the concussion from the blast. Such a blast, at the very least, would have our gasping for breath after the wind was knocked out of them. :rolleyes:
As an extension of Chao’s comment - Just about any explosion that involves massive fireballs. Doesn’t anybody watch the news? Go to Youtube and look up “IED.” Watch our ordinance people detonate these things. Did you see any flame? No. So why does that grenade the Bad Guy threw at Our Hero erupt with a fireball that would do Krakatoa proud?
Cars that make impressive leaps over obstacles, or even just starting off high structures and landing far down below, without their suspension systems collapsing…
I can believe a man can fly… I’m willing to let a guy outrun water and explosions. Hell I’ll even accept the words Keanu Reeves and actor in the same sentence… but have a group of supposedly random people suddenly burst in to song and dance with proffesional coreography and I’m out.
Ha. How about the movie fight trope in which someone is punched, flies 30 feet across the room, smashes some boxes/a wall/a brick wall and then gets up and is ready to fight again, rather than lie moaning in a pool of their own crushed organs and shattered bones.
In the latest season of 24, Morris gets kidnapped and is forced to program an arming sequence to a bomb. He’s the only guy who can do this, so apparently it’s not a matter of just punching in some numbers, but some serious technical wankery. Meanwhile, the terrorist bad guy is motivating him with a power drill. OK, I’ve never been in that precise situation, but I’m pretty sure that if my boss came into my office and started prodding me with a power drill and beating me with sticks, then my code * might just have a few bugs in it. * 'Cause having an augur bit whirling away in your viscera really isn’t going to help you focus.
Heh. I had the misfortune to catch “The Transporter” on cable a while back. It begins with the most ridiculous character-setting sequence ever. The theory is that the Transporter is such a meticulous planner that, say, having an extra person in the car will throw off his plans (something about calculating just how much gas they need, or tuning the suspension just right, or some crap like that). Meanwhile, they’re sitting outside the bank that the hoods have just robbed, arguing away. Anyway, the response is to shoot the extra guy in the head and throw him out of the car. Which, as you might expect, draws a bit more attention than, say, having to make an extra stop at a gas station. So a highly covert, inconspicous high speed chase ensues where our meticulous planner completely wings it, eventually driving off an overpass onto the top of a transporter truck to escape.
A day later, an investigator stops by to check on our protagonist who is * putting a new coat of wax on the car *. Not * welding on a whole new suspension and exhaust system *, but simply detailing the car.
This was all so completely implausible that I lost all interest in the rest of the movie.
I laughed at that scene, too, but for the opposite reason.
I went to see Jurassic Park on opening day with some friends. The girl sits down at the workstation, and there’s a brief shot of the screen, and my friend sitting next to me says “that’s Unix.” Seconds later, the girl says the same thing.
After hearing about people who found it laughable, in the Morbo sense, I asked my friend how he recognized it. He said it wasn’t the interface, but the names. There were folders named /bin, /usr, /home; clearly Unix.