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Movie Quote of the Day – Le Bonheur, 1965 (dir. Agnès Varda)
François: I’m different since I met you. On the contrary, I’m even more myself.
Movie Quote of the Day – Cat Ballou, 1965 (dir. Elliot Silverstein)
Kid Sheleen: Yeah, it’s all over in Dodge. Tombstone, too; Cheyenne, Deadwood, all gone, all dead and gone. Why, the last time I come through Tombstone, the big excitement there was about the new rollerskate rink that they had laid out over the OK Corral. I’ll tell you something else, I used to work for the Buffalo Bill Wild West Show and a Congress of Rough Riders. And I rescued many a stagecoach passengers from road agents and drunkard injuns. . .in the nick of time! Twice a day, three times on Saturday!
Movie Quote of the Day – Darling, 1965 (dir. John Schlesinger)
Diana Scott: Imagine if…
Miles Brand: What?
Diana Scott: It took three.
Miles Brand: Took three?
Diana Scott: Sexes. To make a child.
Miles Brand: Very entertaining.
Diana Scott: Everything would be different, wouldn’t it, quite different, with three sexes.
Miles Brand: Haven’t we got enough problems with two?
Movie Quote of the Day – The Collector, 1965 (dir. William Wyler)
Freddie Clegg: That’s a good painting, isn’t it?
Miranda Grey: Yes. Yes, it’s a Picasso.
Freddie Clegg: People don’t look like that.
Miranda Grey: Well, of course they don’t. He’s not trying to draw a face as it is. He’s, he’s trying to express a face as he sees it and feels it.
Freddie Clegg: Because he see it that way, that makes it good?
Miranda Grey: But it’s not a photograph.
Freddie Clegg: What’s wrong with photographs?
Miranda Grey: There’s nothing wrong with photographs.
Freddie Clegg: Photographs don’t lie!
Miranda Grey: Neither does this! It’s . . .it’s a face from all different angles. It’s the character behind the face.
Freddie Clegg: It’s just a joke. That’s all it is. It’s just a bad joke.
Miranda Grey: Just because you can’t grasp it right away. . .
Freddie Clegg: Well, how do I grasp it?! [beat] I’ll tell you something about this. . .it doesn’t mean anything. Not just to me, but to anybody else. You just say it does because some professor somewhere told you it did. It makes you so superior. You and all your friends. I don’t think one in a million decent, ordinary people would say this was any good. It’s rubbish, rubbish! That’s all it is.