#78 (AFI):
Road to Morocco
Year: 1942
Directed by: David Butler
Written by: Frank Butler, Don Hartman
Starring: Bing Crosby, Bob Hope
Erik: Bob Hope and Bing Crosby were never as funny as Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis or Abbott and Costello or any two of the original Three Stooges. They *are* funnier than Laurel and Hardy, which is like saying they're funnier than Lopez, the guy who holds the girl, and Gonzalez, the guy who whacks her with a machete, in snuff films from Peru. I'm not saying that snuff films exist, I'm just saying that there's a good chance that they're funnier than Laurel and Hardy. The hard lesson that Nicolas Cage learned about violent murdercore porn in 8MM applies to Bob Hope movies as well - you'll see things that you can't unsee. So look out.
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#78 (IFLS):
Shanghai Noon
Year: 2000
Directed by: Tom Dey
Written by: Miles Millar, Alfred Gough
Starring: Jackie Chan, Owen Wilson, Lucy Liu, Curtis Armstrong
Erik: I like both Jackie Chan and Owen Wilson a lot, but I didn't put this movie on my top 100 list. Mark did. Even thought I like Mark a little less than Owen Wilson, I like him a lot more than Jackie Chan, so I'll take his word for it that he thought this one through more than I did. It *is* a better road movie than any of the Crosby/Hope attempts, so I suppose it's kind of appropriate here. Still, my vote for this spot goes to Clifford, which has many of the elements of a road movie plus the surreal, almost unwatchable spectacle of 70 year old Martin Short playing a small child.
Seanbaby: This movie's great. Owen Wilson is hilarious, and Jackie Chan's is the sperm I'd make my girlfriend use if I'm discovered to be incapable of creating children. Still, I pushed to have it disqualified from this award because of unforgivable cinema crime. They cut 15 minutes of Curtis Armstrong footage from the final release. I know the word "Hitler" gets thrown around a lot when someone's angry, but cutting 15 minutes of Booger from a movie is exactly the kind of thing Hitler would do. Exactly.
Mark: To elaborate on what I imagine Sean's already written about this movie: I’m gonna find the test audience who voted Curtis Armstrong’s footage out of the film, and I’m gonna kill their fucking guts.
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