As an offshoot of the other thread, how about just a specific memorable moment or scene that gave you the chills or affected you. Here's one that I just happened to see while channel surfing. The homerun in "The Natural." or Michael's kiss in "The Godfather 2"
A few good men. Nicholson- " You're ******** right I did! I get goose bumps everytime. If it is on, I have to watch it.
Here's another one of my favs..... At the end of Excalibur, when the Lady of the Lake raises her hand out of the water to catch the glowing sword, with Wagner playing in the background. MAN!
Denzel Washington in the end of Training day; I run this peace up in here!!! Pelican Bay motha ****a!!! 23 hour lockdown... King Kong ain't got **** on me!!!! Charlie Sheen in No Man's Land (while looking at a 512 BBi); "Nahh, Italian trash. Besides, I only steal Porsches!"
So what do you think?? You wanna go to jail or you wanna go home?? I could take you down to the booty house... Big boys would have you grab your ankles?? You ever been to the booty house??? GREAT SCENE!!!!
Star Trek- the Movie, when they first engage warp drive. Seeing the movie upgrade on the big screen of warp drive from the late 60s low budget series blew me away. Damn, I love sifi!
Man too many to list... The Thin Red Line - Witt's death Blackrobe - torture scene Mulholland Drive - Diane finds herself dead Alien - durn thing bursts out of the guy's stomach Osama - last 20 seconds of the movie etc etc -R
actually now that I think about it... going back to wallstreet, my fav scene is... Blue horseshoe loves anacott steel
Young Frankenstein when he discovers the lab. He's viewing the skulls, 1 year dead, 6 mos dead, 1 month dead, then freshly dead is Igor singing 'I ain't got nobody...', the last chase scene in Ronin.
8mm I only watched it once. That will be the only time I will ever watch it. I felt as though the writer of that movie was trying to tell a story in the the most cleaned up way in which audiences could stomach it... about the horrors that really do happen. After the movie, I swear I could have heard the thousands of cries from all the the dead victims - it bothered me that much.
Just about any scene from 'The Pianist'. The scene in 'Closer' where Clive Owen confronts Julia Roberts about cheating on him...intense acting. The 'Arkham Asylum' sequence in 'Batman Begins', where he drops down through the bats...visually epic. I love that movie. I am glad to see the support for Wallstreet. Everything about that movie is great. I like the colors Oliver Stone used as well. - Chris
Why shouldn't I work for the N.S.A.? That's a tough one, but I'll give it a shot. Say I'm working at N.S.A. Somebody puts a code on my desk, something nobody else can break. So I take a shot at it and maybe I break it. And I'm real happy with myself, 'cause I did my job well. But maybe that code was the location of some rebel army in North Africa or the Middle East. Once they have that location, they bomb the village where the rebels were hiding and fifteen hundred people I never had a problem with get killed. Now the politicians are sayin', "Send in the marines to secure the area" 'cause they don't give a ****. It won't be their kid over there, gettin' shot. Just like it wasn't them when their number was called, 'cause they were pullin' a tour in the National Guard. It'll be some guy from Southie takin' shrapnel in the ass. And he comes home to find that the plant he used to work at got exported to the country he just got back from. And the guy who put the shrapnel in his ass got his old job, 'cause he'll work for fifteen cents a day and no bathroom breaks. Meanwhile my buddy from Southie realizes the only reason he was over there was so we could install a government that would sell us oil at a good price. And of course the oil companies used the skirmish to scare up oil prices so they could turn a quick buck. A cute little ancillary benefit for them but it ain't helping my buddy at two-fifty a gallon. And naturally they're takin' their sweet time bringin' the oil back, and maybe even took the liberty of hiring an alcoholic skipper who likes to drink martinis and play slalom with the icebergs, and it ain't too long 'til he hits one, spills the oil and kills all the sea life in the North Atlantic. So my buddy's out of work and he can't afford to drive, so he's got to walk to the job interviews, which sucks 'cause the shrapnel in his ass is givin' him chronic hemorrhoids. And meanwhile he's starvin' 'cause every time he tries to get a bite to eat the only blue plate special they're servin' is North Atlantic scrod with Quaker State. So what do I think? I'm holdin' out for somethin' better. Why not just shoot my buddy, take his job and give it to his sworn enemy, hike up gas prices, bomb a village, club a baby seal, hit the hash pipe and join the National Guard? I could be elected president.