DVD REVIEW: JACQUELINE HYDE

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STUDIO: Warner Home Video
MSRP: $19.98
RATED: Unrated
RUNNING TIME: 94 Minutes
SPECIAL FEATURES:
• Trailer
• Deleted Scenes
• Making Of Featurette
• Photo Gallery

The Pitch

“One part classic horror literature and one part Skinamax.”

The Humans


Gabriella Hall, Blythe Metz and her breasts

The Nutshell


Jackie Hyde is a telemarketer with no friends (which is somewhat redundant). She loses her job when she can’t keep any customers on the phone (subtle message: fuck you if you ever hung up on a telemarketer). Just then a lawyer tells her she has inherited a huge house from a relative she didn’t know she had. She moves in and discovers a lab that contains numerous vials of a glowing red liquid. After drinking some she becomes a shape shifter (I swear I’m not making this up) and she manipulates her figure and becomes Jaqueline – a seductive, sexy version of Jackie who screws (literally and figuratively) a bunch of guys.

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Why Mr. Krueger, what beautiful blue eyes you have.


The Package


This movie was pretty low-rent, but that’s not a deterrent. Just because a movie was shot on the cheap isn’t a reason to avoid it. There are times when the production value could have been better (at times the sound was flat or hollow – like there were no microphones near the actors) and some of the special effects are really cheesy. But, nothing that detracts from the overall movie.

As far as features go… it has a surprisingly large number of them. The producers definitely seemed to want to give the customer everything they had, so commentaries, deleted scenes, the trailer and photos are all included. There is also a Making Of documentary slapped on too.

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“Why, yes! My breast are amazingly saggy! Thank you for noticing."


The Lowdown


I put this movie in a similar category as Troma’s Tromeo and Juliet. It’s a low-budget horror flick with lots of skin, based on a classic story. You know, there aren’t enough cheap skin flicks based on classic literature. I’d love to read something like The Great Gatsby and realize there was a soft-core fest based on the same book that I could go rub one out to later in the evening. I think there’s a new sub-section of film waiting to be fulfilled here.

One problem I had with the film was suspending my disbelief in one scene. I was OK with the premise – drug turns woman into shape-shifter who wants to screw and kill. No problem. I can buy into that. But, before Jackie finds the formula, she does what any new-in-town horny girl does – she goes to a strip club to meet guys. Sure, OK, I guess I’ll even buy that. However, she can’t pick up one guy. NOT ONE. She has SCREW ME tattooed across her forehead and not one guy at a strip club is loaded and hard-up enough to stick it in her. That just doesn’t make sense.

That aside, I found the movie to be rather enjoyable, in a "So bad it is good" way. I cheered along as Jaqueline went crazy and started killing people and laughed at some of the acting and special effects. This movie probably isn’t for you if you are looking for straight scares. But, if you like a lot of humor (both planned and accidental) and some eroticism mixed with your chills, it’s worth a look.

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Candy cigar, real intern, hi-jinks ensue.

5 out of 10






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SPOOK SIGHTINGS FOR ZELLWEGER

 Squinty-faced star Renee Zellweger is gonna have to open her eyes a little wider, since she’ll be using those peepers to scope out some spirits.

Zellweger, who I used to think was intensely adorable but now just sort of bugs me, will star in Paramount’s remake of the Chinese/Thai import The Eye.  The movie involves a woman, blind since childhood, who undergoes a cornea transplant to restore her sight. But she gets an unwelcome bonus along with her recovered vision: she sees some rather unpleasant dead people. Together with her handsome young therapist, they try to figure out why.

This is the second project Zellweger has become officially attached to this week — methinks maybe her people are trying a little too hard to draw attention away from her rather public matrimonial detachment.  The puckered performer will also star in a biopic of Beatrix Potter, who everyone knows was the inspiration for the Bride of Quentin Tarantino’s Kill Bill.  

The movie is being directed by the original The Ring director Hideo Nakata, and several writers have taken shots at the script’s pants-soiling scares, but when I talked to writer Sebastian Gutierrez (SNAKES ON A PLANE!) a few months ago he thought they might be using his draft.  I have to admit it’s a little weird seeing the A-list chicks agree to horror remakes (Nicole Kidman is currently hard at work on The Visiting, a pseudo-remake of Invasion of the Body Snatchers), but I suppose it’s becoming the hip genre.  Besides, Zellweger has a connection to this project – it’s being produced by Tom Cruise, who she previously completed.

Show her the money on our message boards!






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REVIEW: GREATEST GAME EVER PLAYED, THE

csaGolf is a boring game. Bill Paxton knows this, and so he spices his golf film, The Greatest Game Ever Played, up with plenty of CGI madness. You know you’re in for something a little outside a standard golf film when, in the opening scene, the camera pans across the thatched roof of a shanty and you hear a “Whoooooooosh!” noise. From there we enter a world where we get golf club POVs, a close up examination of the relationship between a ladybug and a golf ball in flight and the most crashing booms and loud thwacks since Bad Boys II.

It’s almost enough to make golf interesting. In the end the CGI sort of just focuses your attention on how boring the game really is, though, because you become so hyper-aware of the attempts to make the game seem X-TREME! Where golf gets interesting, and what makes the movie work, is where it becomes a game about a man against himself. It’s the mountain climbing of small ball games.

Shia LaBeouf (whose name I believe means “Afraid of the Beef”) is Francis Ouimet, a golf caddy at an exclusive Boston golf course and club. He lives across the street with his two embarrassing stereotypical parents – Elias Koteas plays the dad with a French accent not even Pepe Le Pew could stomach. Francis loves the game of golf and starts playing on his school team, getting some renown. Enough renown that two sketchy (and I mean that as “hastily drawn,” not as in “perverts.” That would have been a very interesting film indeed) characters – members of the club – see potential in young Francis, and they break through class barriers to get him in to the Caddy 5000.

Dad hates the idea. It’s not a profession, you can’t feed your family on golf wages. After losing the Caddy Ultimate, Francis kowtows to his dad’s wishes and quits playing. But soon the US Open – which is “Open” to all players – comes to the club, and Francis finds himself back in the game, with a ten year old wise ass caddy at his side, and playing against Harry Vardon, his one-time golf hero.

Vardon is the opponent, but he’s not the nemesis. In fact, Vardon comes from a background very similar to Francis, and while he’s the most successful golfer on Earth, he still hasn’t found the respect from the upper class that he craves. It’s that class barrier that Paxton and screenwriter Mark Frost want to examine, and it’s almost an interesting thing to look at.

Almost because golf is the most inherently elitist sport there is. You can’t just go out on the street with your friends and play some rounds of golf. You need a big course, which is expensive. You need a number of clubs, which are expensive. Why is basketball the most popular sport for poor kids? Because it’s the easiest to play in an urban setting. Even baseball has been translated into an urban street sport with stickball. But golf is forever the game of the suburbs. And that’s not even taking into account the basic shittiness of a game that gobbles up that much land, which could either be used to house people or to create a public green area.

After a while the whole conceit of Francis opening this sport up to the common man just becomes tiresome, as any look at the popular culture will tell that it’s just not true. Hell, look how long it took to just get a black guy in the game. Ouimet may have played a great game of golf, but the ramifications were minor.

Of course if the class war stuff doesn’t work for you, there’s always the reliable tearjerker of the boy who wants his dad’s approval. You can probably see where that one’s going in this film. That’s one of the biggest problems with The Greatest Game Ever Played – it’s like a series of clichés strung together. After watching Walk the Line, the Johnny Cash biopic, it dawned on me that any musician biopic will likely end up being a samey rehash of that genre – sports films are really the same way. There are very few variables in a sports movie, and the real tension in them is figuring out will the hero win or will he lose and learn a valuable lesson about trying your best? You can usually tell the answer within fifteen minutes of the opening.

Where Greatest Game breaks the mold, though, is in showing us the game as Francis against himself. His own worst enemy is his nerves. I guess in some ways this is the equivalent of a cripple guy sports movie, even though Francis is in no way crippled. But those stories have the protagonist not mainly competing with others but against his bad legs or whatever. Still, I found the film most fascinating in the stretches where Francis has to just overcome his own problems.

Paxton tries a little too hard with some of the slam bang golf stuff, but he has made a very beautiful movie. It’s lush, and cinematographer Shane Hurlbut has found a way to make the film look both old fashioned and modern. Paxton’s a gifted filmmaker for sure, but he’s not doing much original here.

Shia LaBeouf has a turn of the century look about him, and he’s surprisingly OK in the role. I have always found him mildly irritating, but here he tamps down his Disney Channel instincts and plays Francis with a lot of quiet dignity. Greatest Game feels like his first step into a larger, more adult world.

Greatest Game is the kind of movie that is calculated to get a tear out of you. It’s not a bad film, but it’s not a terribly good one either. It manages to be surprisingly entertaining for a golf movie, but otherwise it has nothing new going on.

7.2 out of 10





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WINNERS TAKE IT ALL…

You’re all winners if you ask me. Actually, you’re not. By hook or crook there’s always people who click onto this site who are piles of problems and worthy of seventeen punches to the nipples. Most of you are great, though! Here’s the next group of folks who have won one of our many, MANY contests:

Las Vegas, Season #2

Robert DiSalvatore, Pennsylvania
J. Wayne Howard, North Carolina
Andrew Beckmann, Illinois

Desperate Housewives

James Hyland, Washington
Ezra Gallo, Indiana
Douglas Richard Eckman, Ohio
Jason Trenton, California
Chris Smith, California
Andrea Hittle, Tennessee
Bill Taylor, North Carolina
Ryan Calvert, Georgia
Kimberly Sheffield, Georgia
Thomas G. O. Forsberg, Georgia

The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

Shane Aranda, Colorado
Kenneth Flickstein, Texas
Ben Vazquez, Georgia
Joe Jones, Utah
Christopher Culley, Texas
Erik Schmidt, Maine
Mitchell Dunajski, California
Michael Rennick, Georgia
Richard Straceski, New York
Ben Crawford, Florida

Mindhunters (I can’t believe how few got the John Milius question right)

Brian Collins, Maine
Russell Swart, Nevada
Peter Schuyler OA III, New York
Thomas Watson, Texas
Chris Allen, California
Jervoire Hardin, Alabama
Aaron Borum, Oregon
Kevin Ross, New York
Matt Miller, Georgia
Ron Hough, South Carolina

Sharkboy and Lava Girl

Gabriel Figueroa, North Carolina
Sandi Langdon, North Carolina
John Page, Georgia
Andy Alisago, Tennessee
Troy Anderson, Kentucky
Sabina Edwards, Canada
Karen Perez, Illinois
Joseph L. Unger, California
Yolanda Jones, New Jersey
Danny Young, Florida

IPOD NANO & Waiting Gear!

Brian Odle, North Carolina
Sean Duncan, California

…and a TIE!

I’m going to have a local test of wills/creative skirmish between local boys Andrew Sweeney and Steve Murphy to determine the final winner of the last IPOD NANO. Their entries weren’t conclusive enough.

Also, my daughter won the Waiting lunch box by default. She claimed it and simply will not part with it.






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DAILY GRABOID 9.30.05

I’ve started fresh with the Graboid, going for a more polished and tougher perspective. If you get them from now on it’ll be because you’re an astute fan of movies. I’m not going to make it easy and it’s going to be from something I either like or find it fun to put on the site (like Trancers). Enjoy!





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GIVE ME A GODDAMNED BREAK YOU HOLLYWOOD SONS OF BITCHES

caThe original title of this article was ‘FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO’, but that screwed up the formatting of our menu on the left.

What has me so up in arms? The announcement that Mike Myers will be playing ex-Who drummer and ex-living and breathing person Keith Moon in an untitled biopic. Yeah, not the guy who kills people in Haddonfield, the guy who was the fucking Cat in the fucking Hat.

Now, this isn’t a total shock. I’ve heard about Myers’ interest in this part for the last few years. I wrote about it 3 whole years ago (Jesus, I have been writing for CHUD that long?) when Myers was talking about it while shilling Goldmember. At the time Roger Daltry endorsed the idea, but that guy has aged into a completely clueless prick anyway.

Keith Moon was one of the great wild men of rock and roll. I guarantee he did more fucked up stuff at an average aftershow party than any of you have done in your lives. Especially if you have ever attended a Star Wars screening in costume. Moon died at 32, and pretty much everyone was amazed that he had made it that long.

Myers has done the “serious” acting bit before, and it was a complete disaster –  the truly hideous 54. It’s a terrible, terrible movie, but easily the worst part of it is Myer’s “performance.”

I’ll be tracking this story as it evolves, much like Anderson Cooper standing around in the wind and rain as a hurricane approaches. People, I urge you to evacuate your local theaters when this comes out.






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REVIEW: MIRRORMASK

csdMirrormask looks really great. It looks like Dave McKean paintings come to three dimensional life, which makes sense, as he directed the film and designed the look of it. If you’re interested in seeing a movie after smoking an inordinate amount of pot, here it is. There may in fact even be a classic rock album that will spookily synchronize with this film.

If you’re interested in seeing an imaginative and interesting fantasy film, or an engaging children’s story, look elsewhere. While the film is often marvelous to look at, it’s a snore to watch, a boring mish mash of a dozen overly familiar stories and concepts. And what’s worse is that the script is written by Neil Gaiman, who probably should know better.

The film opens at a bizarre circus where everyone wears fucked up masks. The show stays afloat on the thinnest of profit margins, and it’s a family affair. But daughter Helena (a beautiful and thankfully of legal age Stephanie Leonidas) wants nothing to do with the circus. One night she acts the complete brat, and wouldn’t you know that would be the exact night her mom has a massive brain incident and almost dies.

Events transpire so that Helena finds herself inside the fantasy world that she sketches all the time, where everyone wears masks. It’s here that things get really rote. She’s a chosen one, there’s an evil queen trying to conquer the good kingdom, both the evil and good queens look just like the mother, Helena herself has a doppelganger who has escaped the fantasy world to wreak havoc, the events inside the world are affecting the mother in the real world… etc, etc etc. It’s the kind of thing that might have made a nice deconstruction of girly fantasy stories in an issue or two of Sandman, but here comes across like a swipe of Wizard of Oz and Clive Barker’s softer stuff.

On top of all that, Mirrormask has the single most irritating score I have ever heard. It’s like someone left the cool jazz station on in the recording booth.

Kudos to McKean for realizing his peculiar visions on a small budget, and building his own CGI FX house from the ground up. Honestly, the work sometimes feel like it came from a garage, but it adds some spunk to the proceedings. Sadly he’s not as capable with the few live action actors who must inhabit the landscape, and they often seem to be bumbling about on the green screen stage.

I struggled mightily to stay awake through large stretches of Mirrormask. If you need a nap, I heartily recommend seeing this film in a theater with comfortable seats. Otherwise, go rent The Wizard of Oz and queue up your Dark Side of the Moon. It’ll beat this tiresome wankfest.

4.8 out of 10





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REVIEW: CAPOTE

csaSome films are nothing more than showcases for great performances. In many ways, that’s exactly what Capote is – I don’t know if it could work with someone other than Philip Seymour Hoffman in the title role. At times incredibly fascinating and at others dreadfully slow, Capote is always kept aloft by the amazing performance at its center.

The film isn’t a full biopic of author Truman Capote; rather it’s a snapshot of the period when he was writing his best known work, In Cold Blood. Truman is the toast of New York’s intellectual scene, a much in demand party guest, when he reads a story in the New York Times about the savage murder of an entire family in a small Kansas town. He immediately calls his editor at the New Yorker and says that this story is what he wants to cover.

Truman enlists his childhood best friend, Nell Harper Lee, who as the film is taking place has just sent out her one and only novel, To Kill A Mockingbird, to publishers. Truman is flamboyant and flaming, sort of the ur-queer, and he knows that the Midwest probably won’t accept him easily. The quiet but forceful and boyish (is she gay as well? The film hints but never answers) Nell serves as Truman’s buffer as they deal with the local police at the still-fresh crime scene, as well as the other folks in this middle of nowhere town.

The early scenes crackle with energy. Catherine Keener is Nell, and she and Hoffman have a weird chemistry that feels exactly right. If someone were to make a weekly show where Truman and Nell travel to small towns and solve murders, I would tune in religiously.

But once the killers – small time hoods Perry Smith and Dick Hickock – are captured, Nell drifts out of the picture. Truman becomes fascinated with Perry, a rough edged killer with a sensitive soul. The two share a similar history, and Capote sees maybe an alternate Truman behind those bars. Soon he becomes deeply involved in their case, finding them adequate representation after their initial trial is shockingly fudged.

Soon Truman’s life begins to focus on just this prison, and just this killer. Nell’s book is published, and made into a movie – but these don’t really register with Truman. Jack, his lover, wants to get away with him so he can get to writing. Truman wants to spend time in Kansas, interviewing Perry endlessly.

But even that becomes twisted, and Truman realizes that as long as these men keep filing appeals and avoiding their execution, his book has no ending. Slowly Truman becomes a monster, focused only on himself and his book. Everything else is an obstacle and the pain of others matters only in how it inconveniences him.

Capote is brave for giving us this portrait of the artist as a complete asshole. It’s easy to start seriously disliking Truman, and it’s only Philip Seymour Hoffman’s innate soulfulness that makes you willing to keep up with him until the end of the film, until the long delayed but inevitable execution. Along the way Truman lies to Perry and manipulates him to get the juicy details of just what happened that night in the murder house.

Capote is a first film for screenwriter Dan Flutterman (best known as a sitcom actor) and the first narrative feature for director Bennett Miller, who directed the documentary The Cruise, about oddball New York City tour guide Speed Levitch. Flutterman has written a script that could probably easily be turned into a play, and that’s a compliment. It’s a script that’s about words and acting, something very rare. And it feels true to life.

Maybe too true to life. After the initial trial, Truman returns to New York and often flies to Kansas to meet with the killers. I realized halfway through that in an average biopic, there would be a condensing of the timeline here – Truman would fly to Kansas maybe once, perhaps twice. In this film it feels like a dozen trips, like Truman is constantly going back and forth and we’re getting lots of establishing shots of the prison and the guards leading the writer in. Again and again. It’s tough because as Truman becomes more solitary the film loses delightful supporting actors who could have lent it a light. Again, it feels like something that is quite true to the reality, but as a moviegoer I wouldn’t have minded some tweaks to maybe keep things hopping.

In fact you know that your film is not hopping when a character bemoans, “When is this going to end?” and your audience feels his pain. As much as I enjoyed the story and the way it was being told, I was feeling every minute tick by in the second half of the film.

I wonder if that torpid pace will hurt Hoffman’s shot at major awards love. I hope not, as he deserves it. At the start of the film you’re desperately aware that this is someone playing Capote, since the character has such a distinct voice and stylized mannerisms. But as time goes on, and as we realize that maybe we’ve been watching Capote playing Capote, Hoffman sinks into the role. That’s acting – it’s not about delivering big speeches with big emotion, but rather about making you forget you’re watching acting. Allowing yourself to be so consumed by the character that the audience is never thinking “Philip Seymour Hoffman went into the room” but “Truman Capote went into the room.” That’s a tall order when you’re an actor like Hoffman, who has been in dozens and dozens of high profile films and who is a unique presence to say the least. But he pulls it off with a magnificent flourish.

Chris Cooper has a tiny role as a police chief, one which I kept expecting to mean something, but which never really did (don’t get me wrong, it has meaning within the story and themes, but the role is really a glorified cameo). He’s just one of a number of actors in small roles who add plenty of class to the film. Perennial third string actor Clifton Collins Jr gets a real boost as Perry, more than holding his own with Hoffman and imbuing his character with the right conflicted aspects. You believe he killed those people, and you like him anyway – which makes it a little easier to sympathize with Truman. To an extent.

The best biopics are ones like this, ones that don’t try to tell the whole sweep of a life but rather examine one aspect. It’s like a fractal – when told well the whole story will be reflected in this one piece. Capote achieves that, but at the expense of some patience. This is a film that isn’t long but could stand to have fifteen minutes judiciously sliced from it.

8.2 out of 10





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LEAK LETTERS #26

Mailbagsukidoji:

Your letters. My smartass replies.The Steady Leak
may not be so steady these days, but your letters have been, so I must
share them and answer them so that the wheels keep turning on this
crazy little bitch. Feel free to ask whatever about whomever or
whatever, and I’ll do my best to answer it. Letters in here might be
positive, negative, or indifferent and I’ll try to maintain a balance.
Please keep sending them in (SEND A LETTER), as it’s you who fuels this column.

I’m
doing a decent job of doing one or possibly two of these letters
columns a week, but I think it might be a little better if you guys
just ask random stuff instead of things just relating to the column or
the recent letters installments.

Provided
it makes sense and applies to entertainment in some fashion, send me
whatever questions you’d like! Also, since the Leak is less frequent
than I’d like, I’ll toss a few value added things in here from now on.

With that said, here we go….

Today’s Photo From Life:


Easily the best Ebay purchase of my young life.

Come around here often?

The Fact This Exists Is Hilarious.


Finally, a J.E. Freeman costume.

Adapting.

Mitch to the left!April writes:

I had to chuckle about your photo of the ‘F’ bumper
sticker…I received an email with the subject line "Dubya T F" last week and it
took me many seconds to figure out what it was saying. Once my dull mind got
around to understanding the joke, I giggled for the rest of the day. So I
thought I’d share the fun.

Here’s a
question for you: Do you think that when a movie is made from a published novel
that the storyline should be the same? As an avid reader, quite often I’ll see
the director or producer or whomever, change pieces of the story to fit their
own ends. A perfect example of this is Jurassic Park; in the book the boy is
the computer genius and in the movie, the girl is. I can see why the director
felt that this small insignificant change wouldn’t matter to the story as a
whole, and can handle these small tweaks but I find that when the end is
completely different, that’s where I get upset. An example of that would be the
Robert Ludlum thriller, The Holcroft Covenant that ended on the big screen very
differently than it did in the novel. Obviously the story contained in a novel
has much more information that a two hour movie can cover, and things will have
to be cut out and others shortened to fit into the allotted time. However, why
change the storylines? If you wanted to make a movie from your own script,
there isn’t anyone stopping you, but when you take a story that is available to
every tom, dick or harry, you run the risk of annoying your ‘ready-made’
audience.

The only reason I could
come up with for why I should deserve that extra copy of Heaven Help Us is that
I’ve never seen this so called ‘stellar’ movie that you’ve seen at least 20
times.


Nick’s Reply: As someone who is involved in the book to film thing more closely than I ever imagined, I now realize that it’s impossible in some instances to do an adaptation of a book and expect the translation to work. In our case it’s because of what audiences are used to seeing and what might seem familiar all these years after the book. We’ve done something pretty special with our thing but because of the experience I feel a lot differently about adapting stuff. There’s no right or wrong answers, provided the end result is GOOD.

(SEND A LETTER)

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Anti-Religion?

Mitch to the right.Mark writes:

You
know, could have done without the anti-religion rant. I REALLY like your site
(been reading it for years) but man between having to skip Devin’s output in
toto (‘cuz he can’t help putting a little spin on everything he writes, ) and
today’s leak I have to ask: are you TRYING to drive people away?

Nick’s Reply: Skipping Devin’s output is dumb, as he’s the main writer on the site and most of the good stuff comes from his PC. I’m not trying to drive people away, but if I had my choice of people to drive away it just might be people who think evolution is bullshit. Anyhow, The Steady Leak is a catch-all column for me. It is me speaking my mind in a stream of consciousness sort of way. After getting The Panda’s Thumb and having to see BIG RELIGION try to force its way into our lives I had to act in my own little messy way. But I am not anti-religion at all. I think people, many people, benefit from it. I just don’t like when it’s FORCED and ILLOGICAL to me.

(SEND A LETTER)

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Of Apes and Men.

Mitch to the left!Andrew writes:

The idea that God created the world has been around for centuries.
Billions of people of all different races and creeds have shared this belief. I am not saying it’s true or untrue, I just wish you would let Christian believe in Creationism if they so choose to (AND allow them to teach it to their children) without being belittled by people who don’t even try to see anything from their perspective. you are not a Christian, so you will never "get it". Don’t assume anything about me either, I have read this site for 4 or 5 years and this is the FIRST time anything has ever offended me, Devin included. Your creationism rant in the leak sounds very ignorant and there are tens of millions of people in this country alone who would disagree with you.

Ps, I suppose it’s time for you either to pick apart every word I’ve said or click DELETE.

Nick’s Reply: There are tens of millions of people who died because their religion and another person’s religion were in contrast. Believing there is a God who created the world is one thing and following the Bible’s every nook and cranny as FACT is another. I can buy a Christian saying that he believes in a God but understanding that natural progression and evolution MIGHT JUST HAPPEN based on some divine plan. What bothers me is that as our minds supposedly evolve (compare man of say 1300 AD to today), some aspects get more primitive than ever. In a way I am ignorant. I don’t have the time or desire to know as much about your religion as you, nor do I consult scientists about their side. I choose to focus on different things with my time, but it doesn’t disallow me from having an opinion and sharing that opinion in my opinion based column on my site.

(SEND A LETTER)

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Highway to the Dangerzone.

Mitch to the right.Lenny writes:

While I try not to start religious discussions on entertainment websites, I have
to respond to something you said. In calling all religious people who believe
in heavenly creation narrow-minded, you forget one thing. The narrow-minded one
in that sentence is you. I am a religious person with at science degree and an
extreme love of everything biology. But I find it funny how people like
yourself, who is obviously trained in science only through your local media,
would have faith in a one-in-a-billion chance of mutation, multiplied by
billions of mutations that make us human, which is a random event, faith that is
as laughable to me as my believe in creation is to you. While you think science
is tantamount to "fact," that is in fact not true. The word comes from a Latin
root "scienter," meaning knowledge, which is not always the same thing. With
all these scientific studies every year disputing all the scientific studies
from previous years, it would be silly to take them with anything but a grain of
salt and a large dose of skepticism. My view of creation and evolution are not
mutually exclusive – I just believe that the architect of evolution is God
versus chaos and because I know the chances of both, my belief has never
wavered, just strengthened in the acknowledgment that the beauty and complexity
of our universe and our own selves could not have possibly been caused by
randomness.

Nick’s Reply: Lenny, the easy answer to this email would be to chastize you for your asinine comments on our message boards about how you literally cheat your way into movies and a query on how God views that, but it’s petty. What I will say is that I think you seem to think you have me pegged but probably don’t know how much religious study I’ve been involved in. Two years of Catholic school with DAILY study. Three years of Baptist school with roughly the same. I’m not some wank who just sees religion as stupid because I like watching football on Sundays instead of wearing a tie. I’ve read plenty, though I know that you take your religion seriously because I’ve seen you in the real world on Saturdays after your services. If you knew me better you might have seen the amount of books on science I’ve been reading over the recent year and a half in hopes of getting more informed. Also, tossing Latin words doesn’t mean shit to me because science has come a long way since Latin was a living language and the roots of words get corrupted faster than a Prom queen. I’m willing to concede that there may be forces beyond us in control, but I’m unwilling to think that people relying on centries-old religion are unable to accept certain bits of revelation and scientific discovery as more than just an annoyance. Anyhow, my rant wasn’t about people’s particular viuews that much except for the people who are trying to force Creationism into schools and stuff and how our current regime wields religion like a scythe. Imagine how the voting would have gone had President Bush not captured the gigantic church demographic in his quest.

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Mitch to the left!Mike writes:


You are not the only one pissed about B&M stores
having no smaller releases. I go once a month 100 miles to my nearest best buy
and they never have anything anymore only BIG movies. Why have 60 copies of
boogeyman and only 15 sell? Why not get 20 copies of boogeyman and 5-10 copies
of some smaller films like the uncut version of Intruder which was released in
August but no b&m store has it yet, hell it took most b&m stores a year
to get Versus. But if I ever need 73 copies of darkness falls. Now as far as
buying online I try not to run my credit card up cause then it will just get out
of hand like the last time I went on dddhouse.com and spent over hundred bucks
then my wife gets pissed and I don’t need that. And cds I have not bought a cd
from a b&m in about 2 years I just order from Europe.

On to the other topics I don’t have time to
discuss creatism, it just is sickening that I have to share a planet with these
people. And speaking of religion my daughter also joined girl scouts, just like
Dakota Fanning, which is a religious org.

The Girl Scout Promise

On my honor, I will try:
To serve
God* and my country,
To help people at all
times,
And to live by the Girl Scout Law.

maybe I should not of let my daughter join.

Anyway love Chud and the leak

Nick’s Reply: All they need to do is change God to Cookies and the creed is perfect!

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Mitch to the right.Dave writes:

Love the site, love everything, appropriate cock-sucking…etc. Dude, PLEASE mix
in another Podcast sometime this decade. If you weren’t so goddamn funny, we
all wouldn’t be clamoring for them so badly.


Nick’s Reply: This coming Saturday, Justin and Steve and I are going to see Into the Blue, getting liquored up, and recording a Podcast. It may be the last one but it’ll be here within a week or so.

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Never said I was a theologist.

Mitch to the left!Simon writes:


I’m having a difficult time formulating a
response to your "rising role of religion" rant. There were many arguments you
made which cry out for rebuttal, but I’m abusing my internet privilege here at
work enough as it is. As a result, I’m just going to try to
address the "Creationism is dumb" argument.

What’s truly dumb is the acceptance of a
belief system – any belief system – without using critical thought and
logic to test the underpinnings of those beliefs.

When I was in middle school and high
school I was taught that the earth was millions of years old. I was also taught it was formed from a random
Big Bang, which somehow also coalesced into primordial soup. From this amazingly diverse soup, millions of
years later, we eventually get people,
penguins and palm trees.


I did not question these things because
they were presented as scientific fact.
I was not told of the many problems with evolution theory: an inaccurate
Carbon-14 dating system, the irreducible complexity of the single cell, and the
troubling non-existence of transitional forms of animals in the fossil record,
to name a few. Not to mention the
ultimate “gotcha” – how did we get something from nothing to even set up the Big
Bang? Much of evolution depends on
assumptions we in the present are forced to make about the distant past. When did assumptions become hard science (i.e., "facts")?


Let’s turn your statements around a bit and see if you still agree with
them. You can have well-reasoned faith and still not buy a
theory that says, despite the thermodynamic law of entropy,
humans are actually reversing that natural regression by evolving into
more complex beings. Or, how about: You can actually be a smart, free-thinking
Christian and not discount the Biblical account of a global flood thanks to,
among other things (that pesky faith thing for one), an ever-growing
accumulation of geological and archeological
evidence.

It’s so
ironic that the most vociferous opponents of any challenge to the holy grail of
Darwinism pride themselves in avoiding "narrow thinking". Darwin’s theory
itself was a challenge to the established science of his day. Would IQ points
really drop through the floor like an ACME safe if students were presented with
challenging theories to evolution? Of course not. However, those
students might just mess around and do some critical thinking of their
own.


Lastly,
you made a comment at the beginning of your column that resonated with me as I
read the rest of it. You wrote, "…I don’t have time to do all the fact
checking and research needed to get to the root of my worries". That comment
described me not too awfully long ago. Thankfully I got around to asking some
tough questions and doing some research, and my eyes have been opened to many
truths I could not (or would not) see before. I just wish I had been pushed a
little harder in school to think through what I was taught instead of being
spoon-fed scientific theory disguised as absolute truth.

Nick’s Reply: Look, I didn’t present what anyone would consider a concise and definitive argument. This column isn’t about that. It was just a lashing out and the tightening of the Bible belt around my nuts. Science has a ways to go, but I do find that the extremes tend to ruin it for the folks in the middle. I’m much more in the middle, as are most good Christians. That said, I think that we have already pushed the boundaries of what should be considered reasonable school curriculum and if things continue as planned a lot of the Orwellian stories might come up short in defining us down the line.

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Mitch to the right.Christopher writes:

Good to have a new leak spattered all over me.

I have to kick in my two cents worth about the horror that Best Buy has become. My complaint is about their Reward Zone program. Last fall, my wife and I bought a big screen TV, and at the same time picked up a new, smaller set for my mom, who had just moved into a new apartment nearby. I usually keep away from any kind of promotion that costs me money, but when I thought about all of the DVDs that I could come up with for credits from this purchase and a couple of other ones that we were planning, I went ahead and joined. And promptly forgot about it.

Then, this spring, our printer quit working. I remembered that we joined the Reward Zone, so I thought that I’d cash my points in for a new printer. When I went to the website, I was surprised that I didn’t have any points at all in my account. My wife saves the receipts for everything, so I dug them out and called the helpline. After a couple of long waits, they told me that they had credited my points to someone else’s account. They straightened it out and told me that I’d get my certificates emailed in 2-4 weeks. After about a month, they showed up. Unfortunately, I couldn’t print them out (at work–my printer at home was still broken). Call the help center again–they tell me that they’ll resend them to me right away. In a couple of days, I get them again and try to print. Still, no joy. Call the help center again.
I find out that you can’t print from a Mac. Unfortunately, my home and work printers are all Macs. So, they tell me that they’ll mail them to me. I go over my address and hang up, to wait for my certificates to arrive in–you guessed it–2-4 weeks. After I month, I call up to check on them. The operator tells me that I have to go on line to change my preferred method of delivery–although they had already done it on line with me. Again, two to four weeks. In the meantime, I bought a new printer (from Staples) and went on a business trip to Japan. When I come back, there are still no certificates–but I got a letter reminding me to renew my Reward Zone membership. So, on Saturday, I called them and they told me that my change of address had just hit the system that day! The operator promised my that my certificate would arrive in two to four weeks.

Anyway, it’s been about six months, and I haven’t got squat. I’ve sent letters out to everybody at Best Buy, but who knows what will happen. In the meantime, Circuit City, Barnes and Noble, and Borders get my in-store video business. Best Buy still has the best selection around where I live (we don’t have any big video-only retailers), but they’re not getting any of my money until I get some certificates.

That’s my Best Buy rant. Take care–thanks again for all the movie passes that you’ve sent my way!

Nick’s Reply:
I went to Borders before our History of Violence screening last night (good flick!) and was really impressed with their DVD section. I have no problem paying 3-5 bucks more for a rare DVD at a bookstore instead of waiting for it to be shipped from an online vendor sometimes. Especially if it’s something I need to watch NOW, like Xtro.

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Mitch to the left!Lon writes:

You are not the only
one upset by this. I have resolved to not go there as much as I used to as well.
I went there looking for a copy of Old Boy and The Machinist before that. I had
them look them up. They could not find Old Boy in their database but it was on
their website. They didnt even know if they were getting it or not. Dont get me
started on The Machinist they didnt even know it was coming in and they only got
like two copies of the title which were gone by the time I went back in a couple
of days. What is more infuriating than this however is the seemingly random way
of raising the prices on their titles. I swear I Love Lucy went from 42.99 to
51.99 in a week and that was regular price (it wasnt even on sale!). I asked
them why and they said they dont know.


I am glad in a way
that I am no the only one who has become increaingly frustrated at Best Buy and
other bricks and mortar stores. I just wish they would keep it consistent. At
other times I am surprised to find a title there for like five bucks that no one
has heard of but I remember as a child and loving. It is the other times that
make me not want to shop anywhere but online. I like immediate " in my hands"
gratification you know. I like shopping. I like perusing the titles in front of
me instead of scrolling on a screen. I like the personal touch. Sorry I am
rambling. I just wanted to let you know you are not alone in your
plight.

Nick’s Reply: I’d see Old Boy and the Machinist.

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Mitch to the right.Robert writes:

While my local Best Buy so far does ok by me, it does bother me in a few respects. For starters, the bargain bin. One week, they’re $5.50, then $5.99, then $6.99. I haven’t seen anything go up this fast since gas, and it pisses me off. Second, I tried to find Orca when it was finally put on dvd, and was NOWHERE to be found at any of my chains. Best Buy, Circuit City, Walmart, or Kmart. I know, it’s a Jaws ripoff, but I’ve loved it ever since I saw the cool ad of Orca smashing through a dock and people falling in the water(check any comic from 1977) and you’ll know what I mean. Ditto with some other titles I won’t bore you with the list of roughly 10 I’ve asked for and gotten blank stares in return.

Plus, I’m in total agreement about the box art thing. Personally, I’d love to have the poster art, or at least the VHS box art for some of the movies I’ve seen. I know that it may be nitpicking, but to me, those posters deserve to be preserved for posterity and represent what’s on the dvd better than what’s currently on them.

But the main beef I have with ALL retail chains is the asinine obsession with stocking the shelves with roughly 80% fullscreen. To me, the theatrical aspect ratio is what sells a dvd to me aside from maybe the extras. I tried once to get a movie and couldn’t find a single widescreen for over a week and a half. Maybe
it’s a local thing here(east TN). I wouldn’t wish
this on any movie fan.

Well, I hope Meg’s going good for ya, and I appreciate each Steady Leak, as well as the letters and such. Take care.

Nick’s Reply: I can’t say a goddamn thing about Meg other than… Steve’s new version of the book is in stores! Buy a copy here!

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CHUD LIST: THE BEST BASTARDS (25-1)


Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Wow. We started this list almost two and half months ago. I apologize on behalf of the rest of the staff for being such Procrastinating Petes. Life’s a hectic bitch sometimes, and unfortunately, it’s the bastards that are left by the wayside. Jerks. They deserve it! You guys don’t, though. So hopefully we’ll implement a better system the next time a CHUD List roles around… which should be sooner than later. Rejoice! Or cringe!

But nevertheless, here at last is the final shebang for CHUD’s Best Bastards. We really hope you’ve all been digging.

Enjoy, folks!

Note: Some entries may contain spoilers. You’ve been warned.

 #25 – Khigh Dhiegh
THE MANCHURIAN CANDIDATE (1962)

The balding head. The sheepish grin. The bushy moustache. A PH.D (via the Pavlov Institute) in all things Communism. Brainwashing expert Dr. Yen Lo is many things to several people, but only a bastard to the men of Frank Sinatra’s platoon. Cool, calm and collected, his techniques are stashed away in a Mrs. Henry Whittaker’s Garden Club, the tools of murder and mayhem hidden among one of the kindest, bravest, warmest most wonderful human beings you’ve ever met in your life. If his calculations are correct, he’s out to smash all of those uniquely American symptoms to bits: fear and guilt, all so Raymond Shaw can pass the time playing a little solitaire and plotting the downfall of an American President. The mind is a terrible thing to waste, because after all, it must be dry-cleaned. I forgot what I was typing about.

Perfect Bastard Moment Who can honestly forget when Dr. Lo, under the guise of a room of impatient Communist Allies, makes our Raymond Shaw shoot Private Bobby Lembeck, the team’s mascot, straight through the forehead? – Newell Todd

 #24 – John Phillip Law

DANGER: DIABOLIK

Deep Down, you know we’d all like to be like Diabolik. While he’s climbing up Castles, pilfering from just about everybody and bitch-slapping a confession out of a notorious Gangster at 30,000 feet (sheer joy, if you ask me!), he does it with a bastard style and a smile on his chiseled visage. It doesn’t help too that he sleeps with one of the most gorgeous women on the face of the scorched Earth in a literal bed of money and showers like a golden God. Everything about his life is tailored to suit his needs, from his form-fitting dastardly outfit to his insistence upon crashing a press conference to waft Exhilaration Gas all over Bureaucracy’s sorry assess. In short, Diabolik is one likeable bastard, if only because he can get away with the things we dream of, especially if they’re coupled with a rollicking Ennio Morricone score.

Perfect Bastard Moment One upping the feds on his quest to steal a boatload of money, via a carefully placed crane, Diabolik even has time to stop and savor the little things, like a hearty bastard laugh. – Newell Todd

 #23 – Fred Weller
THE SHAPE OF THINGS

When you’re an egotistical bastard, things usually always look good. You’ve got your chic glasses, your blonde cropped hair and your stellar fianc’ (where is Gretchen Mol now?), so its only natural for you to be skeptical when your less than popular former roommate is getting himself involved with one of the most intriguing girls on campus. He just needs to get rid of the damned jacket! He cost you a lot of dates wearing that fucking thing. So it’s when Paul Rudd finally sheds the corduroy farm coat destroyer for a more Hilfiger-esque Sailor item, you’re going to have to call bullshit. Let’s not pretend that it and the Jon Bon Jovi hair aren’t huge items, because before, he was like Mr. Rogers! But it doesn’t stop there, as you’ve got to basically call him out at every turn and get to the bottom of this. Only problem being is that the bottom isn’t looking so great, it’s fraught with some harsh realizations of who people truly are.

Perfect Bastard Moment “What take back the night rally did you find her at?” – Newell Todd

 #22 – Rutger Hauer
THE HITCHER

C. Thomas Howell just wanted to drive across the Midwest (and have a prosperous acting career, but you can’t have everything), but he makes the mistake of picking up a hitchhiker named John Ryder, which is probably not even his real name. Hauer, at his most placidly nutty, then decides to torment the young lad by killing everyone he comes in contact with and playing a lethal cat-and-mouse game across the desert. In his defense, there’s really not much else to do out there.

Perfect Bastard Moment Pretty much everything after he first appears on screen, whether he’s whipping up a batch of finger fries, slaying a family truckster full of travelers, or making Jennifer Jason Leigh avoid tank-tops forever. – Dave Davis

 #21 – Denis Leary
THE REF

Leary’s cantankerous cat burglar brings holiday cheer to bickering couple Judy Davis and Kevin Spacey. He does it by tying them up and holding them hostage in their own home, but hey, whatever works. The constant Davis/Spacey squabbles, Leary’s verbal assaults, a Jesus cookie and the most curiously satisfying happy ending since the Heat and Snow Miser made peace help make this a modern Christmas classic.

Perfect Bastard Moment After posing as the rare marriage counselor who does house calls, Leary finally snaps and lays into the relatives: “I thought moms we’re supposed to be nice, and sweet, and patient. I know loan-sharks that are more forgiving than you.” – Dave Davis

 #20 – ‘Beat’ Takeshi Kitano
BATTLE ROYALE

High school kids seem to get more disrespectful every day. How’s a teacher supposed to deal with these insolent little pukes? If you’re “Beat” Takeshi, you take charge of the Battle Royale program, bring the whole class to an island, and force them to kill each other in a variety of grisly ways. Takeshi has been a right bastard in his many yakuza films, but in this justly notorious Japanese import, he coldly instructs his class of cretins on the rules of the “game”: slay or die. And while he former students slaughter one another, he lazes about on a couch munching cookies, while announcing their deaths over the loudspeaker as impassively as taking roll call. Oh, and did I mention he has a creepy obsession with one of his pretty female students?

Perfect Bastard Moment After getting the kids’ attention by hurling a knife into the forehead of a blathering girl, Takeshi demonstrates the explosive necklaces by blasting open a mouthy boy’s carotid artery. Good luck! – Dave Davis

 #19 – Ray Liotta
GOODFELLAS

While he probably doesn’t have quite the temper of psychotic buddy Tommy (Joe Pesci), Liotta’s gangster Henry Hill can be a bit of a hothead, such as when he’s pistol-whipping his girlfriend’s lascivious neighbor (and then asking her to hide the gun). Mistresses, drugs, and all the money you can collect from various “enterprises” “yeah, being a mobster sure has its perks”

Perfect Bastard MomentUntil you get caught. So, to save his own ass from sitting in a room in the clink forever, Hank narcs on everyone he’d ever associated with in exchange for a house in the suburbs, a prison all its own. – Dave Davis

 #18 – Mel Gibson
THE ROAD WARRIOR

When we first met him, Max Rockatansky was just a small-town cop seeking revenge against the biker gang who killed his wife and child. After that, however, this reticent nomad is no longer interested in either law enforcement or retribution, instead just tooling around the badlands where his sole concern is finding enough juice to keep his V8 Interceptor running.

Perfect Bastard Moment The Humungus (he rules the wasteland, see) and his marauding mutants spend half a day chasing Max’s fuel tanker down the nuclear highway, only to discover it’s basically a big Pixie Stick on wheels. – Dave Davis

 #17 – Kurt Russell
ESCAPE FROM NEW YORK

In John Carpenter’s postapocalyptic classic, Russell is a former special forces soldier turned bank robber who’s only concerned with the welfare of one guy, and you can call him Snake. Our monocular antihero’s sense of self-preservation is tested when he’s “recruited” to rescue the President from the enclosed prison-city of New York, but even the threat of detonating neck isn’t enough to keep him from going off-mission and doing it his own damn way, which involves coercing a former colleague and shooting lots of people.

Perfect Bastard Moment The “andstand Boogie” probably isn’t peppy enough to impress the Peace Summit. – Dave Davis

 #16 – Michael Caine
GET CARTER

Jack Carter may be a brutal hitman for the London mob, but even he has feelings. Or at least a sense of familial loyalty. So when he suspects shady dealings in the death of his brother, Caine’s coldblooded and calculating killer investigates the matter on his own. And by “investigate”, I mean “eradicate anyone who might have been involved”. Or maybe he’s just pissed at the notion that someday he’ll be played by Sylvester Stallone.

Perfect Bastard Moment Carter tells a local goon who witnessed his brother’s murder “I know you didn’t kill him”. And then he slides a knife into the guy’s intestines. In the bad way. – Dave Davis

 #15 – Gary Oldman
LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL

Yes, this list wouldn’t be complete without the complete and utter lunacy of Stansfield, the corrupt NYC police officer who appears to have his fingers in a multitude of crooked pies. From his days-old bearded growth to his penchant for popping pills in just the right combination of snap, crackle and pop, followed by a series of climatic tremors, Stansfield certainly understands what its like to be an asshole. Even the Beethoven in his ears could tell him that. What he’s capable of is simply stunning, from the moment he bursts through Mathilde’s front door and cocks his shotgun. As he clicks the trigger and demolishes life after life, there’s no feeling, no remorse, only the empty soul of someone so entirely wrapped up in themselves, they forgot to understand what it’s like to be a normal person. But let’s cut this short, because in reality, he hasn’t got time for this fucking Mickey Mouse bullshit.

Perfect Bastard Moment: You might as well bring him – “EVERYONE!” – Newell Todd

 #14 – Richard Tyson
KINDERGARTEN COP

When you’ve caused your former wife and your small tyke to run away into the arms of Arnold Schwarzenegger, chances are you’re never going to see them again. Even worse, Mr. Cullen Crisp, Sr. has his share of detractors, ones that even his wily mother can’t wipe off the face of Oregon. She just has to stop cramming that medication crap down his throat first. It doesn’t matter really, because it’s only a matter of time before he’s going to be reunited with his loving son, even if he’s got to bust a few heads (and school fire alarms) in the process. Save for some tiny mix ups here and there, it looks like, well, it looks like Mr. “You kids are soft. You lack discipline” is going to have to stop him. I think he’s going to have to shoot and then wonder if you’re stupid or not.

Perfect Bastard Moment: Oh, I don’t know… could putting a gun to your own child’s head be one of them? – Newell Todd

 #13 – Samuel L. Jackson
JACKIE BROWN

As far as this gunrunner goes, his intentions might be as shifty as it gets, but he’s still what some folks might call a bastard, too. Though as it stands, Ordell Robbie’s just trying to get a few extra bucks, exploiting all those he knows into his scheming ways of plane fights, dirty money changing hands and working the bail bondsman’s room (where can he put his ash?). And even though Jackie Brown gets more than wise into his fledgling ideas, he just can’t seem to help himself from his beachfront HQ, a land where even the bikiniest of bums smokes, screws (goateed DeNiros) and uses their feet as a means of a director’s odd fetish. So, while it’s all going down in a ring of red-hot intensity, this bastard’s finger’s on the trigger, even if he’s got to wonder what happened to your beautiful ass.

Perfect Bastard Moment  “Now that my friend is clear cut case of him or me. And you best believe it ain’t gonna be me.” – Newell Todd

 #12 – Jack Nicholson
FIVE EASY PIECES

Nicholson made most of his whole career out of playing a plethora of mighty bastards, but the prime on that sticks out in my mind is his portrayal of Robert Dupea (on top of his slithering role model skills inCarnal Knowledge). Whether it’s treating his pregnant girlfriend with enough contempt to destroy worlds, clearing any table with an explosion of recklessly frustrated abandon and second-guessing even his own family members, it’s clear to why Nicholson was the premiere embodiment of a profound struggle. Even though he does have a Ryu-style roundabout more than a few times, Nicholson’s Duprea is essentially still a wandering bastard at heart. And while his portrayal could be construed as the argument against the confines of American society, just make sure you don’t point at him, you pompous celibate! 

Perfect Bastard Moment Ordering a chicken salad sandwich in a restaurant never became such a complicated affair. Just make sure to hold the chicken (between your knees) and bring him the toast. – Newell Todd

 #11 – Dan O’Herlihy
HALLOWEEN III: SEASON OF THE WITCH

O’Herlihy made his bastard mark stretching across some of the cinematic greats (the best of which is a little Verhoeven art house curio), but it was in one of most maligned Halloween movies (is there even an argument here?) that his demented Conal Cochran was destined for assholic greatness. His evil plans to return the festival of the Druids was/is legendary (among other things), but not as much as his strutting around well after his town’s 6 pm curfew. Not that he needs a reason, though, because this self-styling toymaker/magician understands the good necessity of a jingle that sticks in your head, even if it does come with the warning that it’s going to kill you. Having Android Robots helping you out doesn’t hurt either, but that’s a trifle when there are bigger things at stake, like jettisoning the original purveyor of evil for the big hurt, on the audience that is.

Perfect Bastard Moment Inviting a continent of young’uns over to sample his Silver Shamrock masks on All Hallows Eve with his eyes on a very particular signal. One might say he does it for the children. Oh, and – Happy Halloween. – Newell Todd

 #10 – Joe Pesci
CASINO

Throughout his career, Pesci’s been best known for his often grating yet extremely volatile and explosive characterizations particularly that of the gangster and especially when paired with the best caterpillar eyebrows in the biz, Marty Scorsese. What’s he do here? Oh, I don’t know… let’s just look at the short list: A.) He stabs the living piss out of a posing tough’s neck with a pen – B.) He uses and abuses his wife’s beehive hairdo in order to smuggle in some of dat bling – C.) He sticks ice picks in a man’s nutsack and then proceeds to pop his goddamn eyeball out of its socket! Passive-aggressive? Uh, probably not.

Perfect Bastard Moment For me, the true moment of Pesci’s bastarrific persona comes when he’s “consoling” Ace’s wife, Ginger. Last I checked, “consoling”, “being the shoulder to cry on”, etc. didn’t involve hot and passionate fellatio and back door entry sex while hiding out in a hotel. And if it does, shit, I’m “consoling” the wrong people. Pesci, you home wrecking bastard! – George Merchan


 #9- Wallace Shawn
THE PRINCESS BRIDE


You know what’s completely and utterly unfathomable? The fact that the diminutive and follicly challenged Wallace Shawn is able to steal each and every one of his very few scenes with such awesome and hilarious gusto. The bastard. A manipulative one too! He coerces the deadly but lovable Andre the Giant and curly haired sword master Mandy Patinkin into doing his evil bidding. The man also clearly suffers from a Napoleon complex, thinking he’s all supreme and intelligent, when in fact he’s nothing more than a conniving and sniveling little ass. And you can’t spell B-A-S-T-A-R-D without A-S-S. (Ignore the obvious fact you’d actually be misspelling the word basstard if you did that, k?)

Perfect Bastard Moment: Oh, you’re a mind of brilliance are you? You’re a man of reason and logic? A man who considers the likes of Plato, Aristotle, and Socrates morons? A’ what? Where?! I don’t see anything. Wait’ did you just switch my goblet with the poisoned one? INCONCEIVABLE! – George Merchan


 #8- Christian Bale
AMERICAN PSYCHO


Role model? Eh! yes and no. I mean, let’s be serious. The man’s a health conscious metrosexual, watches porn while making reservations at chic New York restaurants, and does stomach crunches while The Texas Chainsaw Massacre blares in the background. He’s rich too. That’s cool, right? Sounds like a typical Friday night for me. He also digs Huey Lewis and News. There’s nothing wrong with that, right? Right?! Well, maybe there IS a problem when you’re discussing its artistic merits and intricacies before promptly introducing Jared Leto’s face to a shiny new Craftsman brand axe. But really, what is Patrick Bateman if not just a pathetic and insecure sociopath? He’s just looking for his own identity. He just wants to fit into a world that just so happens to be faceless, indifferent, and devoid of substance and personality. A world of assholes. Sounds like high school sorta, doesn’t it?

Perfect Bastard Moment: Running around naked and then dropping a chainsaw onto a hooker’s back from the top of a flight of stairs is pretty bad, I guess. I mean, she IS a hooker. Maybe she nabbed the man’s Gucci wallet. BUT! stabbing a defenseless bum to death and then stomping on his poor little canine like an Asian kid does DDR Max” yeah, that” ll grant you bastard status in a snap. – George Merchan


 #7 – William Atherton

GHOSTBUSTERS


It’s funny. Bill Murray could’ve easily filled the slot for this film. A few of his really good bastard moments even come courtesy of scenes with William Atherton (“Yes it’s true! this man has no dick!). But Murray you root for. Atherton you loathe. And he accomplishes this with very minimal screen time. That’s good acting coupled with good writing. He’s essentially the suit. The Man. And more than that, he’s trying to make a name for himself by exposing the supposed fakery that is the Ghostbusters! operations. That shit ain’t cool. I hope he gets creamed with liquid marshmallow! that’d show him!

Perfect Bastard Moment: :Forget it, Venkman. You had your chance to cooperate but you thought it’d be more fun to insult me. Well now it is my turn, wise ass.” And then he unleashes the whole damn New York poltergeist populace onto the city. Slick, bastardo. Muy slick. – George Merchan


 #6 – Paul Gleason
TRADING PLACES

Ah, Clarence Beeks (not to be confused with interweb celeb and CHUD fave Clarence Beaks). A role that could only be encapsulated with such bastardly glee (or lack thereof! the guy is a bit of a scrooge) by the always great Paul Gleason. Yeah, the man’s an asshole through and through. And though he might not be R. Lee Ermey, when he says Get lost, you maggot!, you FEEL the anger” the danger, really. Oh I’d get the hell out of his way.

Perfect Bastard Moment The man is all about body language and line delivery. And never is this better demonstrated then when a couple of baggage handlers (played by SNL alumni Al Franken and Tom Davis) unwittingly barge into his train compartment and are threatened in classic Paul Gleason style: “I’ll rip out your eyes and piss on your brain.” Mmmm! that’s some goooood bastid! – George Merchan

 #5 – Demian Slade
BETTER OFF DEAD



The news are hard-hitting at times, but not as tough as the newspaper boy out to ruin the life of Lane Meyer, John Cusack’s lovable hero. Owed two bucks for some time, Slade appears at all the worst times to get his fee at all costs and the resulting bastard is part Boba Fett, part Charon, and all paperboy
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Perfect Bastard Moment “I want my two dollars!” – Nick Nunziata

 #4 – Brian Glover
AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON


He has maybe two minutes of screentime, yet Brian Glover’s chess playing British bastard has one of the more iconic roles in horror lore (I was torn between him and The Shining‘s Grady character played by Philip Stone as I like balding men) because of his amazing poker face and truly menacing persona in what could have just been a clunky exposition scene. He warns our American protagonists to stay off the moors, but it’s HOW he does it and what he doesn’t do for them that makes him a bastard. Of course, he has no problem shooting the werewolf AFTER it’s had its way with the Westerners.

Perfect Bastard Moment: It’s the Chess Player’s fault that the two young boys aren’t warned of the true danger they’re facing when he stops another patron from telling them what to look out for. Had he been a little more caring, Jack and David would still be alive and we’d be spared one of the best films of the 80’s. – Nick Nunziata

 #3 – Roger Guenvuer Smith
DEEP COVER


Best known for being one of Spike Lee’s favorite weapons, Smith’s turn as Eddie is a role of extremely wonderful bastardic ramifications. As Jeff Goldblum’s psuedo sidekick, he oozes and swoons his way through scenes with a weird animal androgony that is impossible to forget. Sadly, Eddie is a turncoat who betrays his friend, that darkest bastard of all. Eddie eventually gets skewered by his boss Felix but not before parading around the film and stealing every scene he’s in
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Perfect Bastard Moment “Fuck you faggot, ain’t had pussy since pussy had you.” – Nick Nunziata


 #2 – Christopher Villiers
TOP SECRET!


First of all, anyone who would take advantage of the buxom Lucy Gutteridge is a bastard, even if he is able to fashion a cottage out of dry seaweed and snot. Nigel “The Torch” is a prick bastard, but he does it so well with such abundantly bouncy blonde locks it’s hard to not want to be him. I mean, he leads a resistance but is a villanous traitor! He defies Nick Rivers! This is hardcore bastard territory


Perfect Bastard Moment  Undercover as a cow (I’m so tired of THAT cliche), Nigel starts getting ‘suckled’ by a calf and pauses his mission in order to fully enjoy the milking experience. – Nick Nunziata


 #1 – Al Pacino

SCARFACE


Bloodthirsty and money-hungry Cuban refugee Tony Montana brings his blurry morals to Miami with designs on living the American dream: ruling his own cocaine empire. Along the road to success, he drops more F-bombs than the entire population of his home country, supplants Robert Loggia (no easy task), sexes up Michelle Pfeiffer (much easier), puts holes in his foes, sniffs hills of dust, and provides inspiration to an entire generation of videogame designers and gangsta rappers. All done with reckless abandon, and while surrounded by bad synth and worse suits.

Perfect Bastard Moment: Tony executes his lifelong friend Manolo when he discovers he’s been sleeping with Tony’s kid sister. Or maybe Manolo made fun of Pfeiffer’s dancing. Or maybe it’s just because he’s Steven Bauer. – Dave Davis






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