Miller's Crossing is a very good gangster film. I just don't see how they can go from movie fucking classics to some of the mediocre shit in between. The Lady Killers? Intolerable Cruelty? One of my friends swears up and down Burn After Reading is hilarious but I fell asleep TWICE trying to watch it. I never gave it another shot. I also couldn't stand Barton Fink even though art house idiots suck its cock.
I can't decide which would be worse. A tiny one coming out of my mouth, or a big one falling on me. Both horrifying. Spoiler And someone has way too much time on their hands and thought this was a good idea: Spoiler
I kind of liked The Man Who Wasn't There (Hey! A movie I've seen!). Wasn't that the black and white one with James Gandolfini and Billy Bob?
The second guy's fatal mistake was using a tupperware bowl instead of a shotgun. I think the first one with the sleeping dude is as fake as the Judge Judy gif.
Is it really my fault if you and your boyfriend and son take a picture together with Nutella smeared on your upper lips and I make a dirty Sanchez joke? How am I the bad guy here?
Walter Sobchak is by far the best character they've created. Anton Chigur was good, but nothing special and certain not set apart from other movie psycho killers. As for psychos, There's always the best ones like Hannibal Lecter, but my all-time favorite is Frank Booth from Blue Velvet.
I agree with this premise, but with a twist. A hurricane's name should be directly proportional to it's power. So you'd have Hurricane Ethel for a category 1, but for the category 5 monsters you'd give then appropriate names like Hurricane Attila or Hurricane Khan.
Since we didn't make any plans for the 4th, we're stuck going to eat with the Persian gang that lives across the street. I mean they are nice enough people, well-educated professionals and all, but really, Persian food on the 4th? Worse, the festivities don't start until 8 p.m. (apparently no self respecting Persian eats during daylight hours.) This means I have to stay nearly sober until dinner time. On the 4th! That's just down right un-American. No, we can't get out of it since our niece married their nephew last year we officially related. Happy fucking 4th!
Because nothing says 'Merica like a flag-themed cake with a red, white, and blue dick sticking out of the top.
THANK you. You can't fly a flag without an erect pole. However, unlike a flag you don't have to burn your rod if it touches the ground. Only if it touches a Kardashian.
I've spent my afternoon looking at cakewrecks.com. Jesus. So much laughter. That said, this has to be the worst birthday cake in the history of birthday cakes. Spoiler
All those chick movies listed makes me want to barf. I generally hate chick movies. True story: the reason I haven't seen Miller's Crossing is because the title sounds like a chick movie.
"Miller's Crossing" isn't a place name. Trust us, it's a dyed-in-the-wool Roaring Twenties gangster flick.