Phantom of the Opera
I of course turned the part down. Since that Stephen King movie I did years ago, I've been more picky about the parts I accept.
But I was impressed that, when looking for an Icon of sophistication and sensual mystery, Anthony Lloyd Webber chose a Monkey Playing Cymbals. Good choice Tony. A few more bucks and bananas and you could have had me and not the simian with the bad hairdoo.
And speaking of bad hairdoos, check out the ape at this site:
Alicia's Creations Art Dolls- Monkey Music Box
Here is one human with too much time on their hands.
Flung by Time at 9:33 AM
4 Comments flung:
Look here now, Stephen King is not responsible for the quality of any movie based on one of his short stories. There have been plenty of movies based on his work which have turned out great. The Shawshank redemption, Stand by me, and The Green mile come to mind. There are others that were fantastic as well. There were also many clunkers. The main problems associated with the clunkers were the screenplays, direction and mostly the "acting". I, or rather, he can't be held accountable for the shortcomings of others. I suppose your performance was passable. Way better than Shelly Duval in The Shining. You were believable as a Monkey Playing Cymbals but let's face it. They just don't write those kind of roles in Hollywood anymore. I can understand your bitterness but blaming me, um, Stephen King is just hurtful. Thank you for your time.
What do you call a quadrapelegic in a pile of leaves?
Rustle
I would imagine that Dr. Frankenstein cavalierly denied responsibility for his creation as well, Mr. Lights...or should I simply call you Mr. KING!
I agree, however, with your assessment of Shelly Duvall in The Shining. BTW, I was passed over for the lead role in that movie because of the desire to cast a big name Hollywood actor instead. Jack Nicholson just didn't have the depth to do the part justice.
But I do blame you for typecasting monkeys playing cymbals as evil. I call you out for the monkey-hating bigot that you are and would fling feces at you if you were here.
Did you hear the one about the leper hockey game? There was a face off in the corner.
Geez, a guy writes a story about one particular monkey playing cymbals who happens to be evil and suddenly he's a bigot. Look, Cujo was pretty evil too and I don't see any St. Bernards bitching about stereotyping. In fact, I have it on good authority that the St. Bernard who played Cujo in the movie (Muffin, if I'm not mistaken) was overjoyed that someone actually wrote any kind of role for that breed. Muffin didn't care that Cujo was insane with rabies, he was just grateful for the opportunity. It was this movie that launched Muffins very succesful series of beer commercials. Through the extensive use of prosthetic devices and CGI, Muffin had a profitable run as the beloved Spuds McKenzie, and retired from acting to pursue his other great passions. Delivering small casks of brandy to stranded hikers in the Alps and licking his balls.
But I digress. (With a nod to our mutual acquaintance).
My point is: If Monkeys playing cymbals have a reputation for evil, they might just have brought it upon themselves. Seriously, just consider your response to my earlier comments. First thing and it's out with the feces. C'mon now, flinging feces as conflict resolution is hardly a benign characteristic. Who could blame people for interpreting your actions as evil. I submit that the majority of your problems are self inflicted. Lashing out at others or blaming them is not going to solve anything.
What do you call a quadrapelegic on water skis?
Skip
First, I can't believe you are comparing a St. Bernard with a primate. What separates the monkeys from the dogs are opposable thumbs. Muffin wasn't acting. They'd ring a few bells and he'd be salivating. I hear they had to deliver a bit of shock therapy just to keep him from licking his balls on camera, not to mention chasing any ball or stick that was thrown on the set.
I, on the other hand (which includes an opposable thumb), am a trained Thespian (which is not to say I am not attracted to the opposite sex). I butter the bread I earn, my friend.
And what was up with Pet Semitary? Were you just slowly going through the animal world trashing as many species as possible?
I think a man who lives in a glass house shouldn't be flinging feces or pointing fingers.
What do you call a leper in a hot tub?
Soup
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