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those two minutes at the end where she doesn't know the camera is still rolling are just perfect and it gets me every time

RIP Ray Liotta, very few could say that they held their own (if not outshined) against peak Pesci & De Niro.

Also, this movie fucking rocks and it's the most terrifying I've ever seen Liotta.

“How can you not be romantic about baseball?”

the dawn of the modern game

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“And now your hosts for this evening, The Bottles”

I had the most idiotic grin on my face for 8 straight hours

RIP Jean-Paul Belmondo, one of the coolest and most daring to ever do it

Watching this unlocked the deepest, vaguest, forgotten memory of seeing this on a tv as old as the moon landing at my grandparent's house on Long Island when I was five years old

Elaine May just refuses to miss

"The Pilgrims Way still winds above the weald
through wood and break and many a fertile field
But though so little's changed since Chaucer's day
another kind of pilgrim walks this way"

A great film with an even more remarkable backstory. All three leads were complete unknowns including John Sweet, an actual US Army sergeant when he was cast by Powell and Pressburger as Sgt. Bob Johnson in his first and only acting role. Once the film was released in 1944, Sweet donated his entire $2000 salary to the NAACP.

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The best thing about Marx Brothers movies is that 95% of them are absolute chaos but the other 5% will be Harpo playing the most serene harp solo you've ever heard

Mario Bava's Reefer Madness