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Planes, Trains, and Automobiles
What he really wanted was to spend Thanksgiving with his family. What he got was three days with the turkey.
A man must struggle to travel home for Thanksgiving, with an obnoxious slob of a shower ring salesman his only companion.
I really hate this film.....
BECAUSE EVERY TIME I SEE IT, IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND THEN I WANT TO DANCE, BOOGIE WOOGIE, DO SOMERSAULTS AND BACKFLIPS, POP AND LOCK AND EVEN A TWIRL AND A FAME JUMP OR TWO BUT I CAN'T BECAUSE I'M BUILT LIKE AN ELEPHANT AND HAVE THE MOTOR SKILLS OF A PREGNANT HIPPO!!!!
And I really, really miss John Candy....
The Jerk and Uncle Buck as the oldest looking teenagers to ever star in a John Hughes coming-of-age-road-trip film. A taxi race with Kevin fuckin' Bacon. The first time you see John Candy's facial expressions. A bitchy flight attendant. A semi-boring sounding Ben Stein. Shower-curtain-rings are fuckin' cool. A million bucks short of being a millionaire. Hypoallergenic pillows. Extreme-sinus-cleaning. Waking up next to Del. Those aren't fuckin' pillows! A broken train. A yabba dabba doo bus ride. The invisible automobile. The fuckin' rental-car counter. You're fucked! An autographed Daryl Strawberry earring. Being grabbed by your dick. Precious moments don't come back. Almost hitting a deer. A car-honking contest. You're going the wrong fuckin' way! Two dollars and a Casio watch. A melted speedometer. Del knows a lot of fuckers. Realizing family is everything. Funny as fuck. Steve Martin is gold. John Candy is fuckin' hilarious. Fuck, I miss him. RIP Mr. Candy. RIP Mr. Hughes.
Planes, Trains and Automobiles is classic John Hughes: The 80's soundtrack plastered over every scene, the risible and preposterously entertaining scenarios and of course, the introduction of sentimentalism that inconsistently succeeds. Hughes's distinguishable style is never seamless, but he sure knows how to fabricate an enjoyable jaunt, even if that jaunt is disjointed in its execution.
Neal Page has one modest wish for the thanksgiving holidays; to see his family. To do this he must catch a plane; seemingly simple task. However, as the title indicates, problems arise and he will have to board some trains and automobiles too. Indeed, he is not alone on this distressing expedition -- Del Griffith, a scruffy but munificent chap offers a hand and…
John Hughes' "Planes, Trains, and Automobiles" finds the director leaving behind his typically youthful characters and focusing on a new breed of comic ne'er-do-well: the adult business man. Combining road trip comedy with odd couple shenanigans, '80s gloss, and a note of absurdity, Hughes' observation of Murphy's Law taking its toll on the aformentioned adult is a rich, layered, and wholly lovable piece of work.
"Planes, Trains, and Automobiles" is built around one man's attempt to get home for the Thanksgiving holiday and his consistent predicament of bumping into a bumbling yet kind Midwest salesman. Anything that could go wrong does as the two schlep hilariously toward Chicago from New York. The story is universal, the comedy is textured, and…
"If I wanted a joke, I'd follow you into the john and watch you take a leak".
Heartfelt, relateable and hysterically funny, Planes, Trains & Automobiles is a film I keep returning to, often when I'm down in the dumps as it holds a very curative effect.
The magical fusion of physical + situational humor, performed by two of the most brilliant comedic geniuses who have ever walked the planet, worked wonders this time too.
Top notch laugh riots are still being made in this day and age, but I doubt we'll ever have the pleasure of one as perfect as this one again.
I mean, Jonah Hill and his likes are funny n' all, but they're no John Candy.
''I've never seen a guy get picked up by his testicles before. Lucky for you that cop passed by when he did, or you'd be lifting your snutz to tie your shoes.''
Well wasn't this quite the delight!
Now I see what all the fuss about Steve Martin and John Candy is; comic timing balanced with genuine emotion. Both play brilliantly off each other through scene after scene of comic gold, seasoned with a big dash of Candy heart. Assured Direction from Hughes goes a long way too.
The hire car abuse scene I will never forget, nor the tears in candy's eyes as Martin tears him down in the hotel room (despite the ham-fisted manipulative score being skewered into the mix - totally unnecessary!). The soundtrack dates it a little, but the scenario's are timeless.
A great night in!
How does he know where we're going?
I have to admit, this is my first time watching a film staring John Candy, and I absolutely loved it. They just don't make comedies like this now a days. The journey of two men trying to get home in time for Thanksgiving and everything that could go wrong does. There are a far amount of scenes that are flat out hilarious whether its the airpoint scene about the car or the wrong way scene. as examples. The comdeic timing and chemistry Steve Martin and John Candy have kept a smile on my face for the duration of the movie. This movie has a ton of heart with an ending that will give you the feels.
Hilarious, delightful and heartwarming in equal measure. John Hughes' films have a charm of their own.
Martin and Candy are a comedic match made in heaven- rarely have you both simultaneously loved and hated a character as much as you do Del Griffith.
Man I loved this movie in my high school years. It simply has not held up well for me, beyond of course some fantastic moments and great performances, it simply didn't have the same same charm it used to have with me. :(
I watch this movie over the thanksgiving holiday because is a thanksgiving classic. It still makes me laugh. I love the idea that the protagonist would not have gone thru all this ordeal if he had taken the later flight.
This is one of those films whose Great Movies write-up by Ebert I read as a kid and kept drifting back to as an adult. I only saw it for the first time a couple of nights ago but, wow, is Ebert right about what makes it memorable, even moving. (No surprises there; he was always good at peering right into the heart of a film, especially in his Great Movies essays.)
I'd only add that John Hughes has quite an eye for designing and editing awkward, dynamic interactions in confined or static spaces; half the comedy -- and the pathos! -- of his films comes from the sudden shifts in what we see and experience of the characters' environments.…
Un uomo d'affari si trova a fare il viaggio per tornare dalla famiglia per il ringraziamento con un ciccio-pasticcio chiacchierone. Ma un oscuro mistero (telefonatissimo) adombra il suo passato.
Ah, le manie americane tipo la festa del grazie. Che se non si è in famiglia per il tacchino sono guai. Il resto dell'anno sticazzi.
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