"Scrooged" is one I save up until close to Christmas because it retells "A Christmas Carol" which needs to be this close. Bill Murray is outstanding and Bobcat Goldthwaite plays such a killin' twisted role. Karen Allen is the long-lost love interest and they own the big finale at the end.
The writing is as twisted as you would ever want unless you shoot the movie naked on water skis. Maybe not so much Christmas but cool to watch.
Note: we know you have probably seen the movie since it's from about 1988 but we got a fine leafy Christmas buzz from watching it and just have to recommend it because you know how you fookin' get. You don't got no ganja, yer squeeze took off the the Fed-X delivery driver, yer car got hit by lightning and exploded, and your kid endlessly plays Taylor Swift songs. Yah, that sucks plenty ... but ... there's still "Scrooged."
The save-it-up part is the big finale because Bill Murray kicks that one out of the world. It may be too Christy for you but we check with the Great God Mescalito and he smiles. Of course he does, he's hammered.
What, you want a sugar plum, Mescalito?
Well, sure, you have a ball with a sugar plum.
The message is obviously religious at the end of the movie but it's not at all overt and there's nothing close to denominational. It's also not religious at all if you like. The Great God Mescalito seriously doesn't care about that. Give him a sugar plum and a reefer and he's good to go.
(Ed: what's a sugar plum?)
No idea but it sounds sort of good.
The part where you'll start gushing some tears is when little Tiny Tim comes up to Bill Murray to tell him the part he forgot. Don't even try to fight it. Anyone else there will be gushing them too. That kid is a whole new world of adorable.
I love that shit (larfs).
My purpose isn't to be deliberately harsh to pretend to be manly after bawling, I just like the contrast. I would get a validation from the Great God Mescalito but we saw how that went the last time.
No, no, Mescalito. Take it easy. We weren't talking about you. Just have fun with that sugar plum, buddy.
Murray talks with such passion of how you get greedy for the real spirit of Christmas in giving and caring and you want it all the time. It's music as spirit and for me I want music in much the same way. I want to play every time I have the strength to do it ... so long as it doesn't piss anyone off.
Making music doesn't feel like giving just from doing it as that act alone feels good ... but ... that aspect is mechanical. The sound which comes from it goes to Christmas or anywhere else willing to receive it. Every note rings out but some of them sustain and those are the ones which go all around the Universe. Vibrating the twang bar really fast makes it go on forever and you want it too. You get greedy for that just the same. Making music is kind of like making Christmas and, you know how it goes, when it's really, really good you will go out to a wonderland every time.
Murray says it isn't a wonderland, it's real and we can have it all the time.
The writing is as twisted as you would ever want unless you shoot the movie naked on water skis. Maybe not so much Christmas but cool to watch.
Note: we know you have probably seen the movie since it's from about 1988 but we got a fine leafy Christmas buzz from watching it and just have to recommend it because you know how you fookin' get. You don't got no ganja, yer squeeze took off the the Fed-X delivery driver, yer car got hit by lightning and exploded, and your kid endlessly plays Taylor Swift songs. Yah, that sucks plenty ... but ... there's still "Scrooged."
The save-it-up part is the big finale because Bill Murray kicks that one out of the world. It may be too Christy for you but we check with the Great God Mescalito and he smiles. Of course he does, he's hammered.
What, you want a sugar plum, Mescalito?
Well, sure, you have a ball with a sugar plum.
The message is obviously religious at the end of the movie but it's not at all overt and there's nothing close to denominational. It's also not religious at all if you like. The Great God Mescalito seriously doesn't care about that. Give him a sugar plum and a reefer and he's good to go.
(Ed: what's a sugar plum?)
No idea but it sounds sort of good.
The part where you'll start gushing some tears is when little Tiny Tim comes up to Bill Murray to tell him the part he forgot. Don't even try to fight it. Anyone else there will be gushing them too. That kid is a whole new world of adorable.
I love that shit (larfs).
My purpose isn't to be deliberately harsh to pretend to be manly after bawling, I just like the contrast. I would get a validation from the Great God Mescalito but we saw how that went the last time.
No, no, Mescalito. Take it easy. We weren't talking about you. Just have fun with that sugar plum, buddy.
Murray talks with such passion of how you get greedy for the real spirit of Christmas in giving and caring and you want it all the time. It's music as spirit and for me I want music in much the same way. I want to play every time I have the strength to do it ... so long as it doesn't piss anyone off.
Making music doesn't feel like giving just from doing it as that act alone feels good ... but ... that aspect is mechanical. The sound which comes from it goes to Christmas or anywhere else willing to receive it. Every note rings out but some of them sustain and those are the ones which go all around the Universe. Vibrating the twang bar really fast makes it go on forever and you want it too. You get greedy for that just the same. Making music is kind of like making Christmas and, you know how it goes, when it's really, really good you will go out to a wonderland every time.
Murray says it isn't a wonderland, it's real and we can have it all the time.
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"Bad Santa" that's another one!
Yes, priceless! Billy Bob Thornton knocks me out every time in whatever he does. I just saw there will be a "Bad Santa 2" near this time next year. You tell me how they reprise it!
The angelic kid with the "Campbells Soup" kids face--so pure of heart!!
He's a lovely kid and I looked up the kid from "Scrooged" too. He is Nicholas Phillips but he seems to have entirely evaporated. He made three movies but I couldn't pick up a lead on him anywhere. When he tugs on Bill Murray and the kid says, "You forgot ... God bless us everyone." ... oh man!
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