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Movie Quote of the Day – Home for the Holidays, 1995 (dir. Jodie Foster)


Claudia: Nobody means what they say on Thanksgiving, Mom. You know that. That’s what the day’s supposed to be all about, right? Torture.
Adele: That and giving thanks that we don’t have to go through this for another year. Except we do, because those bastards went and put Christmas right in the middle, just to punish us.

Movie Quote of the Day – Nell, 1994 (dir. Michael Apted)


Jerry: I like it here. It’s a quiet place. You’ve got the right idea, Nell. You live with people, you get problems. First they screw you up, then they leave you, right?

Movie Quote of the Day – Panic Room, 2002 (dir. David Fincher)


Meg: [on loudspeaker] Get out of my house!
Sarah: Say fuck!
Meg: [on loudspeaker] FUCK!
Sarah: Mom! “Get the fuck out of my house”!
Meg: [on loudspeaker] Get the FUCK out of my house!

Movie Quote of the Day – The Accused, 1988 (dir. Jonathan Kaplan)


Kathryn Murphy: How were you dressed?
Sarah Tobias: What’s that supposed to mean?
Kathryn Murphy: It means were you dressed provocatively? Showing a lot of cleavage? See-through blouse?
Sarah Tobias: What the fuck does it matter how I was dressed? They tore it off of me.
Kathryn Murphy: But did how you dressed make those guys think they could have sex with you? Did you put on a show?
Sarah Tobias: What the hell are you talkin’ about? You saw me at the hospital. You think I asked for that? Is that what you think? If that’s what you think, get the fuck outta my house.

Movie Quote of the Day – The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane, 1976 (dir. Nicolas Gessner)


Rynn: This is my house.
Mrs. Hallet: You are an extraordinarily rude little girl, who’s going to do exactly as I say.
Rynn: Last week you took the only good grapes we have and now the crab apples. And you never asked if you might. And today you just walked bang into my house!
Mrs. Hallet: This is not your house!
Rynn: My house!
Mrs. Hallet: Leased. You’re  thirteen. Why aren’t you in school?
Rynn: Thirteen means I have no rights, is that it?
Mrs. Hallet:  Thirteen means you should be in school.

Oscar Vault Monday – Taxi Driver, 1976 (dir. Martin Scorsese)

A lot has been written about this film by people who know it a lot better than I do, so I’m gonna preface this by saying what I want to do with this piece is not a full analysis of the film, but rather snippets of thoughts and ideas that ran through my head when I watched it Thursday last at the Castro Theatre. I first saw Taxi Driver when I was about 15 (I rented it on VHS and I did not tell my parents) and I don’t think I really understood what I was watching. Really, going into the screening on Thursday, all I remembered from the film was the scene where Robert De Niro takes Cybill Shepherd to the porno theater. That was the first time I ever saw porn. Needless to say, it was shocking. Believe it or not, that was the only time I’d seen the film before this last time. So I have only seen it twice now. I’m guessing it’s a movie that gets richer each time you watch it, much like my favorite Scorsese film, 1985’s criminally under-seen After Hours. I would also like to mention that 1976 is a year where I can’t really say I wish one film beat another film. For me, it’s a year where all of the nominees are so important and so different, that choosing just one seems like a disservice. Well, four of them, anyway, as I have not yet seen Bound For Glory. Although Taxi Driver won the Palm d’Or at the Cannes film festival, it received only four Academy Award nominations and failed to win in any of the categories: Best Picture, Best Actor Robert De Niro, Best Supporting Actress Jodie Foster and Best Original Score. The other films nominated for Best Picture that year were All The President’s Men, Bound For Glory, Network and winner Rocky.


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