No... “Viva Las Vegas”? Your haughtiness is sooooooo transparent. |
No… “Out of the Past”? Somewhere Robert Mitchum is drunk in a bar in Acapulco and telling the bartender how “Detour” is probably the only genuinely good film ever made while simply assuming BBC stands for “Bourbon, Brandy, Coganc” (“and in that order, bartender, don’t screw it up”).
No… “Detour”? Surprise, surprise.
No… “The Last Detail”? I infer a Randy Quaid bias, BBC.
No… “China Seas”? When Jean Harlow wants you to sound off, BBC, she’ll pull your rope.
No… “My Cousin Vinny”? Seems to Me, BBC, your list is far from balls on accurate.
No… “Barcelona”? It’s Consummate Eigeman, you goddam list-making cockatoos.
No… “Streets of Fire”? What, are Rock ‘n’ Roll Fables too déclassé for you, you pretentious snot-nosed arbiters?
No… “A Fish Called Wanda”? I DON’T CARE IF IT’S NOT ACTUALLY AN AMERICAN MOVIE, YOU HORSE’S ASSES!!!
No… “Clueless”? YOU’RE ALL TRAITORS TO YOUR GENERATION!!!
No… “Cocktail”? Coughlin’s Law: Rosebud is 1 ounce gin, 1 ounce dry vermouth, 3/4 ounce fresh lemon juice, 1/2 ounce St. Germain and 1/8 teaspoon rose water.
No… “Romancing the Stone”? I’ll just leave this here, you automated, authoritarian tastemakers.
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