[SIZE="3"]Watched this again last night. It's even better on re-viewing. But I was struck this time by how much Mr. Incredible's boss looks like Stephen King. Anyone else see what I'm talking about?[/SIZE]
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That's exactly who he looks like, but I couldn't figure it out til you said it. Every time I watch it, I think to myself, "Who the hell does he look like?!", one of those little things that drives you nuts. Thanks for clearing that up.
How many vikings does it take to change a light bulb?
None. The light from the burning monastery is more than sufficient.
Ha! I never noticed that before! I definitely see it. Now I'll probably never be able to watch it without thinking of it.
My favorite character is Edna:
"I cut it a little roomy for the free movement... the fabric is comfortable for sensitive skin... and it can also withstand a temperature of over 1000 degrees! Completely bulletproof... and machine washable, darling. That's a new feature."
The look on her face when she makes the temperature comment is absolutely priceless.
My two-and-a-half-year-old daughter is hooked on The Incredibles and Ratatouille. She watches at least one of them almost every day. It's a testament to how great those movies are that I'm still not tired of either one!
fpw Wrote:[SIZE="3"]Watched this again last night. It's even better on re-viewing. But I was struck this time by how much Mr. Incredible's boss looks like Stephen King. Anyone else see what I'm talking about?[/SIZE]
I thought this was going to be like the Wolverine vs. Spiderman thread.
Stephen King would win, the Incredibles aren't nearly as scary.
I would have never thought of that. Isn't Stephen King a giant, tho?
Frozone looks a teeny bit like Samuel L. Jackson.
They passed an old woman who was just opening the door of a brown Cadillac. An old man was already sitting in the passenger seat. The car had a personalized plate with the letters “J-U-S-P-R-A-Y”. “That stuff work?” Israel said to her. “‘Scuse me?” the little old woman said, clutching her keys. “The spray. Does it keep them away?” “Keep who away?” She looked confused. “I gotcha.” Israel gave her a conspiratorial wink.