“What does Marsellus Wallace look like?”
Clippy appears: “Looks like your trying to get medieval on someones ass. Would you like some help?”
Star Trek III: The Search for Spock:
“Genesis! I want it! So I torrented it!”
The Music Man Mayor Shinn runs a 5-second Google search on “Gary Conservatory of Music.”
Hello Dolly J-Date put Dolly Levi out of business long before Horace Vandergeller ever moved to Yonkers.
Star Wars “I emailed the plans for the Death Star to the Alliance, Vader! They’ve already launched an attack.”
Twelve Angry Men Thanks to a half-dozen iPhone videos taken at the scene of the crime, the kid is cleared of the murder charge.
Clippy wouldn’t misspell “you’re” or leave the apostrophe out of “someone’s.”
Umm – no. The pilots weren’t told what the target was until they were well away at sea (the night before, as I recall), and they would have been well out of range for any tweets.
(Of course, they had been practicing that specific type of torpedo attack, and in a Japanese bay resembling Pearl Harbor for some time, so any smart pilot could have easily figured out what was being planned and where. And just before they headed out to sea, they could have dropped a postcard in the mail to their family saying that same thing.
Heck, that might have actually happened. But how would the word get from some poor family in Japan to the oblivious commanders in Hawaii, and be believed by them? Hell, the US Naval Intelligence had decoded the Japanese telegram to their Ambassador in DC, and that didn’t get to Pearl in time. So that plot hole existed in the original movie, and even in reality.)
“Siri, who is Keyser Soze?”
Audrey the talking plant from Little Shop of Horrors would definitely have gone viral on youtube!
Ironically: Desk Set. Katherine Hepburn has been replaced not by the room-sized EMERAC but by Google.
I’m not even really sure it was entirely realistic in the late 1990s, but certainly now I don’t think you could pull off something like Wag the Dog. A fake war (and a bunch of people involved in making a fake video) wouldn’t last very long.
The Rocky Horror Picture Show - Janet and Brad call AAA and stay in the car.
Life of Brian - Brian shows on Google Images he doesn’t look like the Messiah, but he’s still a very naughty boy.
Amadeus - Salieri to Google “How does…” and Google auto completing “…one kill a man.”
“What does Marsellus…” and Google auto completing “…Wallace look like.”
“Nah, that’s lame. Let’s just text the eagles and ask them for a ride.”
In The Blues Brothers, Jake and Elwood could have advertized their concert through social media, instead of driving around with a loudspeaker, and then remitted the back taxes payment for the orphanage to the Cook County Assessor’s Office online. Thus there is no need for the car chase and the destruction of dozens and dozens of vehicles.
Or blogosphere and comments sections would create an edifice of Conspiracy Theories so much more convoluted than the original hoax that it would be vastly more effective in distracting attention and shaping public opinion…
That was great. Coincidentally, a few months ago, I sent the original Ned Beatty speech to a coworker who was meddling with the forces of NATURE!
New winner.
I like this one best. It’s not about the technology per se, but about how the technology has changed our social behavior.
Fiddler on the Roof: Tzeitel finds her perfect match, a scholar in the next shetl, through Jewish Friend Finder. They move in together and have a bunch of kids. Yente the Matchmaker goes out of business, unable to find a match for herself. Tevye opens a micro dairy, and indeed becomes a Rich Man.
It seems like most Eddie Murphy 80s movies fall apart with Internet.
Trading Places — you’d have to have a much more elaborate setup to successfully pull off the identity swap thing. And I’d have to think with Interwebz, pretty much anyone can find out with a couple of clicks how the quarterly Frozen Concentrated Orange Juice report is gonna look when it comes out.
Coming to America — Lisa googles Zamunda. Or Prince Akeem just gets Match.com or Tinder or something.