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That is... seriously not correct.

And now, back to our program: Teenage girl falls for creepy old guy who commits felonious crimes without care and routinely slaughters animals.

It's probably considered an old movie now, but not by us. Of course, it's also a new movie, relatively speaking. But this is the old movie.

Teenage girl falls for creepy old guy who commits felonious crimes without care and routinely slaughters animals. Did not!

Denzel Washington Carbon Copy George Segal Who saw THAT one coming?

Let's just assume you're right and you can move the game along...

Sean Penn Mystic River Kevin Bacon Because now and then, as a matter of principal, the game ought to come back and pay homage to Kevin Bacon.

Smurfs is the best answer Enchanted would work if not for the "they"

As for vpw's snowstorm hotel story, it should be clear by now that there was no angel on either side of that phone call.

The gullibility of the hearer is no guarantee of the integrity of the speaker. The notion that people took Wierwille the Deceiver at his word and didn't question his credentials proves only that we trusted him, not that he earned or deserved that trust.

The Hangover. "The seaweed is always greener in somebody else's lake."

First of all, let's clarify something: I refuse to even discuss the issue if the opening line was "If he wasn't really a doctor..." Ok? There's no "if." There's a "Now that it's been established," but that's far different from "if." If you want to start the dialogue with "If he wasn't really a doctor," then you are starting with the premise that he WAS really a doctor, and you must thus abandon the "but it doesn't matter to me" position you took earlier, seeing as it clearly DOES matter to you. "If the moon isn't made of green cheese, then why didn't you challenge it before you were born?" The second half is not worth addressing because the first half is absurd. "If Elvis isn't really alive, what about the people who've spotted him in Alabama truck stops?" See? The second half doesn't need to be addressed because the first half is so silly. "If Wierwille wasn't a doctor, why didn't you call him on it before he died?" If? IF?? Ain't no if.

Okay, no one knows who was in Manhunter. Shame, cuz it was a great movie remade as the Hannibal Lecter flick "Red Dragon." Manhunter actually came out a few years before Silence of the Lambs. And Hannibal was played by... Brian Cox The Ring Naomi Watts

I always thought Planet of the Apes was the most racist movie of all time. You're up, Lupine.

White man learns he doesn't rule the world anymore because THEY took over.

Every time I see this thread, I want to shout "no more monkeys jumping on the bed!"

Thanks, Sudo.

Clear as the difference between all with a distinction and all without distinction. See, to those unaware of the circumstances that brought about this thread, I look like I'm nitpicking to prove Wierwille was full of garbage. I'm not. I'm nitpicking to prove that holding Wierwille's work up as the epitome of holy perfection is full of garbage. Since embarking on that search, I've grown to care not a whit about its success. THAT's the freedom I needed, the freedom I found at the Greasespot Cafe. If you think Wierwille's writings have no value, discard them. If you think they have some value, dissect them. If you think they have great value, treasure them. If you think they have unmatched value in the annals of Christianity, enshrine them. I think you're batcrap insane, but you didn't ask me and I have no desire whatsoever to hear from you or talk you out of it. Personally, I wish this thread and topic would vanish. People come to it looking for substance and they find quibbling over minutiae. You want to know the truth? Brace yourself: Wierwille was a power hungry crackpot who exploited your hunger and thirst for righteousness so that his lusts could be filled. His words dripped with honey, his deeds with glue. He ensnared us all and held us longer than any of us deserved. Trying to find the value in PFAL is like trying to find out how much calcium is in the cheese attached to a mousetrap. Yes, it has calcium, and calcium is good for you, and cheese is good for you, and oh, by the way, take it and die. It was a trap. What's right with it? It worked like a charm. What's wrong with it? Charms don't work. $40 please. Or $50. Or $200. Actual errors in PFAL? These weren't errors. These were deceptions. Be free of them already.

That is correct. And yes, I went from giveaway to please, you've gotta know this... 1st exschange is between Norman (Henry Fonda) and the teenager Billy (Doug McKeon). The second is a classic back and forth between Norman (age 80) and Ethel (Katherine Hepburn playing a 75 year old). The third is between Norman and Billy Sr. (Dabney Coleman), boyfriend of Norman's daughter Chelsea (Jane Fonda). The fourth is Chelsea and Norman. And the last one is the opening line of the movie, spoken by Ethel.

Boogie Nights

"So, I heard you turned 80 today." "Is that what you heard?" "Yeah. Man, that's really old." "You should meet my father." "Your father's still alive?" "No, but you should meet him." xxxx "They're a nice middle-aged couple, just like us." "If they're just like us, they're not middle-aged." "Of course they are." "Middle-aged means the middle, Ethel. Middle of life. People don't live to be 150!" xxxx "I guess I'd be delighted to have you abuse my daughter under my own roof. Would you like the room where I first violated her mother? Or would you be interested in the master bedroom? Ethel, your boy and I could sleep out back. You could do it right here on the hearth. Like that?" "You're havin' a good time, aren't you?" "Huh?" "Chelsea told me all about how you like to have a good old time with people's heads. She does too sometimes. Sometimes I can get into it and sometimes not. I think you should know I'm pretty good at recognizing crap when I hear it. You know, it's not imperative that you and I become friends. But I thought it would be nice. I'm sure you're a very fascinating person and I thought it would be fascinating getting to know you. That's obviously not an easy task. No. You just go ahead and be as 'poopy' as you want, to quote Chelsea. And I'll be as receptive and as pleasant as I can be. But I want you to bear one thing in mind while you're jerking me around, making me feel like an ....: I know precisely what you're up to. I'll take just so much of it. Okay? Now, what is the bottom line on this illicit sex question?" "Very good. That was a good speech. Bottom line, huh? You're a bottom line man. All right, here's the bottom line. Okay." "Hm?" "You seem like a nice man. Bit verbose, but nice." "Thank you." "And you're right about me. I am fascinating." "I'm sure you are." "Let's get back to talking about sex. Anything you want to know, just ask me." "No, I just... I just wanted to clear up that little question. Chelsea and I can sleep together, right?" "Sure, please do. Just don't let Ethel catch ya." xxxx "It just seems like we've been mad at each other for so long..." "I didn't think we were mad; I just thought we didn't like each other." xxxx "Come here, Norman. Hurry up. The loons! The loons! They're welcoming us back." If the last line doesn't give it away, I'll just post the answer. But I was sure the sex dialogue was the giveaway.

If I were to refer to Mr. Wierwille, it would not be to mock his legacy or to poke fun at him. Rather, it would be directed at those who still wrongly believe he is entitled to the honorific despite his academic dishonesty. In other words, there would be no need to call him mister if willfully ignorant sycophants didn't insist on referring to him as Doctor. So if it makes you feel better, Wierwille is not being disrespected when I call him Mr. You are, if you think he's a Dr.

Pleasantville Joan Allen Manhunter

I would argue that this thread, at its height, had a limited usefulness that has long since been exhausted. The fact of actual errors is understood by the most fervent Wierwillite with a toehold on reality and dismissed by the, how can I be nice about it, batcrap insane. But if it makes folks happy...

Bump.