Watched 20131026 (Netflix, Instant) (Streaming until 20131101)
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (1987) John Hughes. 93 min
Relevant Links:
Planes, Trains & Automobiles (IMDb.com)
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (RottenTomatoes.com)
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (Wikipedia.org)
The movie starts off with a businessman named Neal Page (Steve Martin) looking to catch a plane home to Chicago from New York. When the plane gets delayed, Neal tries to book a hotel but is unsuccessful. Luckily, a salesman named Del Griffith (John Candy) who Neal met earlier knows a place where they can stay. From there, the two make their way home to Chicago taking one form of transportation after another and encountering misfortunes of every kind.
20131026:
This was unexpectedly a fun movie to watch. If you're looking for a simple and fun comedy, then you should definitely check out Planes, Trains and Automobiles.
[20131216]
Instant Comments:
Haha. OMG, the wait.
"You'll never make the 6."
Kevin Bacon!
Ha. There was an empty cab right behind the one he was chasing!
Hahaha. The old man's cough.
Strange having to work in New York and live in Chicago.
The motel manager returns Del's discount card to Neal instead of Neal's credit card. They look similar. It is implied but not confirmed until later that Neal's credit card was returned to Del.
Ha, what's he doing in the dark.
Lol. "I even let you pay for it so you wouldn't feel like an intruder."
Oh snaps! "They're not even amusing accidentally!"
"Del, why did you kiss my ear?" "Why are you holding my hand?" "Where's your other hand." "Between two pillows." "Those aren't pillows."
Hahahahahaha. "Her first baby, came out sideways. She didn't scream or nothing."
They sing the Flintstones theme.
He's swindling his shower hooks as earrings, and doing it successfully too!
Of all the cars in the lot, it seems as if his is the only one missing.
Hehe. "You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosy, fucking, cheeks! And you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!" "I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me." "And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk, down a fucking highway, and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" [...]
Ha. Ha. Ha. His voice from having his testicles grabbed. I wonder if it was dubbed.
Oh wow. What a tear jerking moment. "I haven't been home in years." + Neal's return to the stop. I never expected such a comedy to end in such a beautiful way.
Credits:
After the credits roll, we comically see Neal's boss sitting and choosing between two of the covers. He also has a Thanksgiving meal beside him.
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (1987) John Hughes. 93 min
Neal Page (Steve Martin) makes impatient faces while waiting for his boss. |
Relevant Links:
Planes, Trains & Automobiles (IMDb.com)
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (RottenTomatoes.com)
Planes, Trains and Automobiles (Wikipedia.org)
The movie starts off with a businessman named Neal Page (Steve Martin) looking to catch a plane home to Chicago from New York. When the plane gets delayed, Neal tries to book a hotel but is unsuccessful. Luckily, a salesman named Del Griffith (John Candy) who Neal met earlier knows a place where they can stay. From there, the two make their way home to Chicago taking one form of transportation after another and encountering misfortunes of every kind.
Del Griffith (John Candy) sells some curtain rings for money. |
20131026:
This was unexpectedly a fun movie to watch. If you're looking for a simple and fun comedy, then you should definitely check out Planes, Trains and Automobiles.
[20131216]
Instant Comments:
Haha. OMG, the wait.
"You'll never make the 6."
Kevin Bacon!
Ha. There was an empty cab right behind the one he was chasing!
Kevin Bacon has a cameo. |
Hahaha. The old man's cough.
Strange having to work in New York and live in Chicago.
The motel manager returns Del's discount card to Neal instead of Neal's credit card. They look similar. It is implied but not confirmed until later that Neal's credit card was returned to Del.
Ha, what's he doing in the dark.
Lol. "I even let you pay for it so you wouldn't feel like an intruder."
Del and Neal hitch a ride with a truck driver, but they have to sit in the back. |
Oh snaps! "They're not even amusing accidentally!"
"Del, why did you kiss my ear?" "Why are you holding my hand?" "Where's your other hand." "Between two pillows." "Those aren't pillows."
Hahahahahaha. "Her first baby, came out sideways. She didn't scream or nothing."
They sing the Flintstones theme.
He's swindling his shower hooks as earrings, and doing it successfully too!
Of all the cars in the lot, it seems as if his is the only one missing.
Why... good morning. |
Hehe. "You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosy, fucking, cheeks! And you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!" "I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me." "And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk, down a fucking highway, and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" [...]
Neal waits furiously in a car rental line. |
Ha. Ha. Ha. His voice from having his testicles grabbed. I wonder if it was dubbed.
Oh wow. What a tear jerking moment. "I haven't been home in years." + Neal's return to the stop. I never expected such a comedy to end in such a beautiful way.
Credits:
After the credits roll, we comically see Neal's boss sitting and choosing between two of the covers. He also has a Thanksgiving meal beside him.
Neal's boss is still deciding. |
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