Hello everyone. This is the first installment of a new segment at A Bunch of Slackers. In this weekly segment we will watch movies and drink during them so as to experiment and share with our readers the best and not so best movie drinking games that people have thought of and recommended. Future recommendations are always welcome. Keep in mind that a good movie drinking game involves a certain funny/dramatic/ironic instance that is repeated several times over the course of the film. For example, how many times does Paul Walker say “bro” in the first Fast and the Furious, or any of the Fast and the Furious movies for that matter? I can estimate that it would be enough to get me to 5:00 Eastern Hammertime. Seriously, he says “bro” way too much. Perhaps I’ll do this one later; the least it could do is make that movie more enjoyable. But I digress.
Archive for April, 2012
Hello there friends. We’re back again this week with another great movie scene. This one is from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.
So I was driving with a friend of mine to the Wizards game last night and we got about halfway (8 minutes from the Verizon Center) before I realized that I had forgotten the tickets at home. Aside from the fact that I’m not a Nazi, this is exactly how I felt when I realized what had happened. Advice for the day: don’t forget your ticket. Then you won’t get beat up by Harrison Ford on a train whether it be metaphorically, like my case, or physically.
Enjoy the day!
Hey there friends. It’s been a while and all of us at A Bunch of Slackers (previously GeekTeamSix) apologize. In our absence please know that all we were doing was being awesome. This includes, hanging out with Charlie Sheen, Tom Petty, Willie Nelson, and Barney Stinson. Seriously they are all cool guys and we just hung out and ate sandwiches and went to church with them. To the movies!
Today’s great scene stems from Almost Famous, a personal favorite of mine. Prior to the scene you’re about to view the band that is center to the film’s story is at a boiling point. Poorly designed t-shirts rendering their guitarist (Billy Crudup) front and center and the rest of the band as blurred out silhouettes leads to an argument. The guitarist then proceeds to drop acid for a couple of hours at a house party claiming he is looking for something “real.” After the iconic scene in which he stands on the roof of the house that the party takes place screaming he is a “golden god” he leaves and goes back to be with his bandmates, all the while coming down from his hallucinogenic bender. Judging by the looks on the faces of his colleagues in this scene they still haven’t gotten over the previous fight from the T-Shirt. Then this ensues.
Apparently all it takes to get a band “back together” is to put on a little Elton John and be awkwardly silent for a few minutes. This is also how I attempt to get laid.
This powerful scene sends chills down my spine everytime and it’s tied together beautifully by a great song. Try to watch this with a group of people and not sing along when the line “Blue Jean Baby, LA Lady” is dropped. It’s impossible.
Enjoy the day!