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Benny and Joon Oliver Platt The Three Musketeers

John Cusak City Hall Al Pacino

Had to cheat. All the people in that movie and you picked the one guy who was hardly in any other movie. :) Harlem Nights Richard Pryor The Toy

First Blood Richard Crenna Sabrina in which he uttered the unforgettable line: "I have a sister. We don't dance like that."

Adrien Brody King Kong Jack Black

City Slickers Jack Palance Tango and Cash

The Lord of the Rings (any) Elijah Wood The Good Son

Can't be the first Lethal Weapon. Joe Pesci didn't come into the series until the second movie.

The Producers Nathan Lane The Birdcage

Nice one.

Everyone has heard of this movie. Look at it this way: need ID's on the last three pics. Once you've figured out what they have in common, you should be able to figure out the movie from that alone.

Clues: one word title. The identity of the person in the second picture is not impt. That person's status is impt. Only two of the last three pictures are needed. I just couldn't pick which two I wanted so I picked all three.

Now to find a movie/pic series clue... The Fast and the Furious for the record.

I got it! Deaf Astin Deaf Hurry S!

Spy Hard Leslie Nielsen Airplane! Can't forget it. He played a bus driver. LOL!

Thanks. Howya bin?

Nice one. Been a while since I posted on this thread: let me see if I can put something together. If I can, and if it's still open, I'm going for it!

Sam Neill Dead Calm Nicole Kidman

Pat Morita Honeymoon in Vegas Nicolas Cage

Laurence Fishburne's daughter makes a porno

The Lords of Flatbush Henry Winkler Scream

Gina (sighhhh) Gershon Showgirls Kyle MacLachlan

Dudley Moore Crazy People Darryl Hannah

Dear TWI, I address you as TWI because I recognize that I am no longer actually writing to people, to human beings who care about what I think and whose thoughts and feelings actually concern me. I am writing to an entity, an embodiment of the concept of groupthink masquerading as independent thought and "real life, not some imitation." I wonder, honestly, when was the last time you did something real? It probably doesn't matter. You're not reading this anyway. Oh, you see the words. But you're not reading it. You're examining it. Searching for indications of devilry, no doubt. You're looking for that quote you can pull out as proof that leaving the prevailing winds of the household of the word's way, or whatever it is you call yourself these days, has some kind of damaging effect on the soul. There was a time I would care. There was a time I would do the same to you: explore your platitudes and endless quibblings with platitudes and endless quibblings of my own. You had me going for a WHILE, I must admit. But in the years since I last set foot on your farm, I've grown to realize something. I don't care what you think. No, seriously, hear me out: I don't care what you think. I don't care what you say. I don't care what you teach or preach. I don't care what's right with it. I don't care what's wrong with it. I don't care if you sell it to anyone and I don't care if you sell it to no one. I don't care if you have five followers left or if you have 5,000 or 500,000. I don't care what you're calling your class these days, and I don't care who gets the credit for teaching it. I don't care if you gave proper credit to your original sources or if you give credit to those who once contributed to your cause but now reject you. And I don't care what you think of my apathy. I am free of you. As free as I am of the gods of Olympus and the influences of the Zodiac, I am free of you. Aha, you may say, but what about the Word? What about God? Yes, those are good questions. And I do have answers. But you are not entitled to them. I do not care to share them with you. Did you miss the part where I said I am free? You did? I don't care. Goodbye.