
I just watched the Weatherman starring N. Cage and loved it. He has the kind of dry humour in most of his latest movies which I just love.
Here he is a local weather man whose career is going on well but personal life is crumbling (how typical) - facing divorce and his dad is not making it easy for him.
“The first time I was struck with something, a chicken breast from Kenny Rogers. I was standing next to a garbage pail. I thought it might’ve been an accident, that they were throwing it out. The second time it hit me square on the chin, a soft taco. Then a pop. A falafel McNugget. Always fast food. Fast food. Shit people would rather throw out than finish. It tastes all right, but it doesn’t really provide you any nourishment. I’m fast food.”
The other thing gets to people, that leads to pies, I guess are these catch phrases we’re required to use to single the program out. It gets under people’s skin. But the whole thing about all of it, all the getting hit with stuff, the whole thing is, who gets hit with a fucking pie anyway? Did anyone ever throw a pie at Thomas Jefferson? Or Buzz Aldrin? I doubt it. But this is like the ninth time I got… [pause]…Clowns get hit with pies."
Robert Spritz (His dad - M.Caine) hits the best poise.
“Do you know that the harder thing to do, and right thing to do, are usually the same thing? “Easy” doesn’t enter into grown-up life … to get anything of value, you have to sacrifice.”
Is professional and personal success mutually exclusive?


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