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Planes, Trains and Automobiles – DVD Rip (1987)
Planes, Trains and Automobiles

DVD Rip / RS

I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

We’ve already posted the excellent soundtrack to this film which includes a track by our favourite Irish band ever, THE STARS OF HEAVEN!

Check the soundtrack HERE!

Neal: Del, why did you kiss my ear?

Del: Why are you holding my hand?

Neal: Where’s your other hand?

Del: Between two pillows …

Neal: Those aren’t pillows!

This movie is excellent, somewhat of a comedy classic, replete with shitloads of wonderful comic moments.

Far far better than one would expect from writer / director John Hughes – who here avoids sappy sentimentality and pimply teenagers in favour of intelligent adult oriented comedy !

And the star, Steve Martin, believe it or not, was still funny then – check out the classic scene where Martin unleashes a tirade, littered with ‘fucks” at a car rental agent … You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks … etc!

Of course, we always liked the comic acting of the late great John Candy. film, the second to pair Steve Martin and John Candy, was greeted with critical accolades in 1987, rather surprisingly, given the fact that at the time Martin and Candy were both known as relatively low-brow comedians and John Hughes considered a teen angst filmmaker.

Their attempts at producing an ‘adult’ comedy resulted in one of the most highly regarded films of the decade.

PTA now has 97% positive ratings on Rotten Tomatoes and is featured in Roger Ebert’s Great Movies collection.

In 2000, readers of Total Film magazine voted it the 10th greatest comedy film of all time.

Her first baby came out sideways. She didn’t scream or nothin.

In the film, Steve Martin plays the tightly wound Neal Page, a bundle-of-nerves advertising executive. Ying to his Yang, of course we get John Candy portraying the innocent, but always skewered, Del Griffith (Director of sales, American Light and Fixture, shower curtain ring division), a shower curtain ring salesman who seems to live in a world governed by a different set of rules from those governing Neal Page’s marketing life.

The movie follows the story of Neal Page as he tries to return to his family for Thanksgiving in Chicago after being on a business trip in New York. The journey is doomed from the outset, with Del Griffith interfering by snatching the taxi cab that Page had hailed for himself. The two inevitably pair up later and begin an absurdly error-prone adventure to help Page get back to his home.

Their flight from LaGuardia Airport to O’Hare is diverted to Wichita due to a blizzard in Chicago, which ends up dissipating only a few hours after touchdown in Kansas. When every mode of transport fails them, what should have been a 1 hour and 45 minute New York-to-Chicago flight turns into a three-day wild goose chase, punctuated by Neal’s occasional declarations to no one in particular that, “You’re messing with the wrong guy!“.

Neal frequently blows up at Del, blaming him for much of their misfortunes, though mere fate is more at fault. Del in turn regards Neal as pretentious and uptight, while Del is less afraid to be himself. After much heated arguments between the two men, a bond between them forms, and Neal finally manages to overcome his self-centeredness and both men pull together to finally make their way home. the assumption that Del has a wife and family of his own (he frequently mentions his wife Marie and puts a framed picture of her on his various motel nightstands), Neal is taken aback when he later sees Del sitting alone at the empty Union Station, after they finally make it back to Chicago.

Del tells Neal that Marie actually passed away eight years ago and that he’s been homeless ever since. The bond between the two men strengthens further when Neal invites him into his home for the holidays.

Car Rental Agent: Welcome to Marathon, may I help you?

Neal: Yes.

Car Rental Agent: How may I help you?

Neal: You can start by wiping that fucking dumb-ass smile off your rosey, fucking, cheeks! Then you can give me a fucking automobile: a fucking Datsun, a fucking Toyota, a fucking Mustang, a fucking Buick! Four fucking wheels and a seat!

Car Rental Agent: I really don’t care for the way you’re speaking to me.

Neal: And I really don’t care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking keys to a fucking car that isn’t fucking there. And I really didn’t care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile in my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!

Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement?

Neal: I threw it away.

Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.

Neal: Oh boy, what?

Car Rental Agent: You’re fucked!

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August 20, 2008 Posted by | John Candy, John Hughes, OTHER_CINEMA, Steve Martin, _OTHER | Leave a comment