I have come here to eat pie and watch movies. And I’m all out of pie.
One day, in kindergarten, I pooped my pants right before recess and was afraid to tell anyone, and I tried going on the slide but the poop in my pants made it so I couldn’t slide down, and the other kids behind me on the slide were confused and upset with me, and I was sad and embarrassed and had to scoot down the slide bit by bit while pretending there was a rational non-poop-related explanation for why my butt…
"I dunno, maybe we should quit."
"Think you're right. We could be good bad guys, you know? Pay's better. Better hours. More cooperation from the police."
Honorary member of the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
The camera work in this is sensational. Almost never not moving, but not a single movement wasted. Kinetic when the action calls for it, subtle when stillness is necessary. Peter Hyams was a natural right out of the gate.
Elliott Gould’s slack-jawed languid lope is the epitome of 70s whatever and I’m here for it man.