Synopsis
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.
1987 Directed by John Hughes
A man must struggle to travel home for Thanksgiving, with an obnoxious slob of a shower ring salesman his only companion.
Lon Bender Hugo Weng David E. Campbell Gregg Rudloff John T. Reitz Wylie Stateman Randy Kelley Larry Kemp Chris Jargo Lorna Anderson Dan M. Rich Victor Grodecki
Planes, Trains & Automobiles, Билет за двама, Antes Só do que Mal Acompanhado, Ticket für zwei, Voyage tous risques
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.
(Thanksgiving Rewatchathon 2020 - Movie 10)
"How may I help you? ... You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosy fucking cheeks! And you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat! ... I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me ... And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in…
i'd have john candy over for thanksgiving dinner every year until the day i died
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I love how every November two different things happen... I watch this 3 or 4 times leading up to Thanksgiving... OR it’s a mad dash to try and watch it before Thanksgiving. This year was the mad dash.
I love John Candy. He was my favorite funny person growing up and I was completely devestated when he died. His performance here as eternally optimistic Del Griffith absolutely wrecks me, and the “You wanna hurt me?” speech will instantly make me cry. Maybe it’s because there’s a little Del Griffith in all of us? Or maybe it’s because there’s a little John Candy in all of us <3
Side note: I really want to sync Steve Martin figuring out the twist at the end with the Saw twist music.
It's been quite a few years since the last time I watched this.
I miss John Candy!
He was the greatest!
A lot of familiar faces in this one.
Lots of fun with lots of good laughs.
A memorable ride!
Great soundtrack.
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Steve Martin and John Candy melt your hearts, make you laugh out loud and thankful that you aren't them in this classic catastrophic road trip from hell!
Finally synced up the “twist” at the end with the Saw Hello Zepp music and it was glorious.
Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. 1987. Directed by John Hughes.
One of father’s favorite comedies from the eighties was Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. Unfortunately, my father died today at 2:45 pm from a three year battle with cancer. So, I in his memory, and to assist with the onset of grief, we decided to rewatch Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. John Hughes mastered the art of physical comedy and comedic timing in this timeless jewel. Steve Martin and John Candy are on their way home for Thanksgiving (which is when my father would view this film) and they share differing views of how they approach life and the people around them. John Candy is a shower curtain ring salesman and Steve Martin…
John Candys ability to elicit a laugh out of me is probably 10x more infectious than covid-19.
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.…