"War! War! That's all you think of, Dick Plantagenet! You burner! You pillager!" --Virginia Mayo as Lady Edith to George Sanders in King Richard and the Crusaders (1954)
"Visits? That would indicate visitors." --Army captain learning of alien visits in Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959)
"When I'm sitting here with you, I don't even think about the slime people." --Hero to heroine in The Slime People (1962)
"Suck the coffin mushroom now." --The Ultimate Vampire (1991)
"This is bad." --Leonardo DiCaprio as the you-know-what hits the you-know-what in Titanic (1997)
Stupid movie lines-stupid book. The movies in this book are so obscure. The movie lines truly are just "stupid" not stupid funny; just stupid. Example line: On What Town Mayors Worry About: How are we going to fight them? They're all dead! Worried town mayor in Return of the Blind Dead, 1972
"Promise me, Brad. If we die, you won't bury me here." -Upset actress to actor in "Demon Wood," 1990
The above is just an example of the really, really lousy dialogue, and movie ads, you'll find listed in "Stupid Movie Lines." Although most of the content comes from bad B-Science Fiction films, there are quite a few lines from blockbuster films such as Cecil B. DeMille's, "The Ten Commandments," and even, "Titanic." Special sections are devoted to specific categories: "The Stupidest Romantic Scenes" is one. A portion on King-of-the-B-Movie, Ed Wood, is quite funny.
The book lost a star from me due to it's organization, which is alphabeltical by the line/ad subject, with the entry beginning with the word, "On," such as this confusing mouthful: "On Rock 'n' Roll Friends, Why You Don't Want Them to Meet Your Preppie Friends," sorted under "R." The book could have easily been sorted randomly, with the descriptions, in correct order, underneath the entry along with the actors, film name, and so on. The method the writers used was distracting.
This was the perfect quick diversion while waiting for my library hold to come in.
Every page opens a new chasm of stupidity beneath your feet. Not only does this book illuminate the depths of bad scriptwriting, but it turns you on to all sorts of movies you need to rush out and see, if only you can find them, most of them obscure absurdities of times past. My only quibble with the book is that it could have been -- indeed, should have been -- much, much longer.
Trivia buffs, movie buffs, movie trivia buffs. Whatever you like to call yourself, feel free to skip this awesomely boring etude to bad film. The lines are bad, the films are bad, the book is bad, bad, bad. And not in the Michael Jackson sense of the word, either!