I have to say I adore Indiana Jones, despite the fact that as a former archaeologist I never wore a fedora, used a whip, or BROKE as many damned things as he does.
Buffista Movies 6: lies and videotape
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I hate the rich men wear ascots trope.
I hate the rish men wear ascots trope.
Bwah-Ha-Ha-- although it is kinda a great shorthand when working with high school actors, for some reason.
I once dated someone who wore an ascot.
I went to college with a guy who occasionally wore and ascot. And yes, he was rich, but even the other rich kids thought he was OTT.
I once dated someone who wore an ascot.
I went to college with a guy who occasionally wore and ascot. And yes, he was rich.
Any of these guys solve mysteries? Drive around in a weirdly-colored van? Been describes as a "meddling kid"?
Not sure of my guy's exact finances, but since I met him at his sister’s wedding in the Royal Chapel in the Seville Cathedral and his family had a box in the Real Madrid stadium, I’m going to go with rich.
ETA: He did not solve mysteries. The only mystery was why the f*ck I thought dating a guy who wore an ascot would be a good thing.
And while I can't think of an example offhand, I react worst when it's done with music. If you're setting your movie in the '80s, your soundtrack shouldn't include "Baby Got Back."
Dirty Dancing!!!
Dirty Dancing!!!
Just when I thought I couldn't possibly love you more, dearest Jon B... the Big Giant Emotionally Sweeping And Completely Anachronistic Theme Song of that movie drives me so bugfuck I literally can't sit through any of the rest of it. Even during the 99% of the movie that it's not playing, I know it's there, lurking, with its wrong wrong sound.
I have the same problem with Grease; some of the music is really really good fake '50s music, and some of it just makes you say, "Really, I beg your pardon, but what the fucking fuck?"
And here I thought he was just making a "Baby" joke.