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| Year: | 1993 |
| Rating: | 6.2(15389) |
| Listed in: | Comedy, Crime, Romance, Thriller |
| Directed by: | Thomas Schlamme |
| Actors: | Mike Myers Anthony LaPaglia Matt Doherty Nancy Travis Amanda Plummer Brenda Fricker |
| "The Honeymoon Was Killer" | |
Cast
| Directed by | |
|---|---|
| Thomas Schlamme | |
| Actors | |
| Mike Myers | as Charlie Mackenzie/Stuart Mackenzie |
| Anthony LaPaglia | as Tony Giardino |
| Matt Doherty | as Heed (Willie Mackenzie) |
| Charles Grodin | as Commandeered Driver |
| Phil Hartman | as Ranger John 'Vicky' Johnson - Alcatraz Guide |
| Steven Wright | as Pilot |
| Patrick Bristow | as Cafe Roads Performer |
| Al Nalbandian | as Butchershop Customer |
| George F. Mauricio | as Butchershop Customer |
| Ilya Brodsky | as Russian Sailor |
| Eugene Buick | as Russian Sailor |
| Steve Dunleavy | as Himself |
| Mike Hagerty | as Obituary Writer |
| Michael Richards | as Newspaper reporter |
| David Knowles | as Serenade Musician |
| Carl Rusk | as Serenade Musician |
| Paul Sanchez | as Serenade Musician |
| Glen Vernon | as Uncle Angus |
| Robert Nichols | as Scottish Minister |
| Jek Cunningham | as Wedding Reception Piper |
| Robert Black | as Wedding Reception Accordionist |
| John Taylor | as Wedding Reception Fiddler |
| Ken Johnson | as Walter the Plumber |
| Kelvin Han Yee | as Master Cho |
| Joe Bellan | as Man with Bimbo |
| Greg Germann | as Concierge |
| Ken Grantham | as Maitre D' |
| Bob Sarlatte | as M.C. |
| Fred Ornstein | as Mr. Levenstein |
| John X. Heart | as Waiter |
| Frederick Walsh | as Bellboy |
| Keith Selvin | as Young Stuart |
| Rico E. Anderson | as Doorman at Restaurant |
| Alan Arkin | as Tony's Boss/Precinct Capt. |
| Marshal Hilton | as Man in Restaurant |
| Marck Menke | as Man - Pink Hair |
| Steve C. Porter | as Restaurant patron |
| Dave Reda | as Diner Patron |
| Actresses | |
| Nancy Travis | as Harriet Michaels |
| Amanda Plummer | as Rose Michaels |
| Brenda Fricker | as May Mackenzie |
| Debi Mazar | as Susan, Tony's Girlfriend |
| Cintra Wilson | as Cafe Roads M.C. |
| Kiki Douveas | as Butchershop Customer |
| Lillie Lowe | as Butchershop Customer |
| Maria Dos Remedios | as Butchershop Customer |
| Luenell | as Police Records Officer |
| Kelly Christmas | as Policeman |
| Maureen O'Boyle | as Herself |
| Adele Proom | as Marriage Desk Employee |
| Jessie Nelson | as Ralph |
| Wanda McCaddon | as Auntie Molly |
| Maggy Myers Davidson | as Tony's Dance Partner |
| Cynthia Frost | as Mrs. Levenstein |
| M.C. Brennan | as Beatnik Poet |
| Katherine Griffith | as Alcatraz Tourist |
| Sheila Kelley | as Sherry (photos of ex-girlfriend) |
| Holly Lewis | as Club Poet |
| Angela Torrez Parker | as Sasha, the Coffee Shop Dancer |
| Marla Sokoloff | as Alcatraz Visitor |
| Mariana Tosca | as Cappuccino Waitress |
Movie info
| Languages: | English, Russian |
| Filming dates: | 29 June 1992 - 29 September 1992 |
| Gross: |
UK - 1,512,925 GBP (12 December 1993) |
| Plot: | Charlie MacKenzie is a dedicated San Francisco coffeehouse poet, whose poems revolve around his numerous failed relationships. Every one that ends on his doing because of some weird, inexcusable paranoia. His best friend Tony and mother May can only criticize him for his wrong-doings. But Charlie believes he very well may have found the perfect woman in Harriet, a meat butcher with a heart of gold. But Charlie begins suspecting something about Harriet that may not be so perfect. |
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"There She Goes" Written by L.A. Mavers Produced by Boo! Productions Performed by The Boo Radleys Courtesy of Creation/Columbia Records "Saturday Night" Written by Bill Martin and Phil Coulter Performed by Bay City Rollers Courtesy of Arista Records, Inc. "The Most Beautiful Girl" Written by Rory Bourke, Billy Sherrill and Norris Wilson "You're In My Heart" Written by Rod Stewart "There She Goes" Written by L.A. Mavers Performed by The La's (as The LAs) Courtesy of Go! Discs/London Records By Arrangement with PolyGram Special Markets "Rush" Written by Mick Jones Performed by Big Audio Dynamite Courtesy of Columbia Records By Arrangement with Sony Music Licensing "Two Princes" Written and Performed by The Spin Doctors Courtesy of Epic/Associated Records By Arrangement with Sony Music Licensing "Insatiable One" Written by Brett Anderson (as B. Anderson) and Bernard Butler (as B. Butler) Produced by Ed Buller Performed by Suede Courtesy of Nude/Columbia Records "Long Day In The Universe" Written by Harley Farr, Chris McDonagh, Andrea Lewis and Paul Watkins Performed by The Darling Buds Courtesy of Chaos/Columbia Records By Arrangement with Sony Music Licensing "Starve To Death" Produced by David Kahne Written and Performed by Chris Whitley Courtesy of Columbia Records "Stand By Your Man" Written by Billy Sherrill and Tammy Wynette "Maybe Baby" Written by Joan Jones and David E. Russo (as David Russo) Performed by Sun 60 (as Sun-60) Courtesy of Epic Records "The Break" Written by David Pirner (as Dave Pirner) Performed by Soul Asylum Courtesy of Columbia Records By Arrangement with Sony Music Licensing "This Poem Sucks" Written by Mike Myers , David Knowles , Carl Rusk & Paul Sanchez Poetry Reading by Mike Myers Musical Backing by David Knowles , Carl Rusk & Paul Sanchez "A Touch of Gaelic" Written and Performed by Ron Gonnella On Scotdisc Records Courtesy of Qualiton Imports, Ltd. "Do Ya Think I'm Sexy" Written by Rod Stewart , Carmine Appice and Duane Hitchings "Saturday Night" Written by Bill Martin and Phil Coulter Performed by Ned's Atomic Dustbin Courtesy of Chaos/Columbia Records By Arrangement with Sony Music Licensing "Only You" Written by Buck Ram and Ande Rand "Brother" Written by Glen Phillips and Toad Produced by Marvin Etzioni Performed by Toad the Wet Sprocket Courtesy of Columbia Records |
Goofs
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Continuity: The marks that Tony leaves when trying to break down the door at Poet's Corner disappear. In fact, Tony smashes the doorknob when he kicks the door and when the marks go away, there is a shiny new one. Continuity: While Rose is hacking away at the roof, Charlie keeps removing the hand she's aiming for. After several chops, Rose chops into the roofline, just between Charlie's fingers. But there are no other chop marks to be seen along the eave. Continuity: When Harriet removes her three previous wedding rings from a makeup tin during the honeymoon, she has a Band Aid on the middle finger of her left hand which was not there before. Continuity: When Harriet offers Charlie a "health shake" with strawberries, the glass initially has no (or very little) ice, only foam. Subsequently, the shake suddenly contains a lot of ice. SYNC: When Charlie and Harriet are in bed, her mouth is not in sync with her voice. Continuity: The first customer in the butcher shop is shown being handed her purchased material, then leaving the shop. In the montage that follows this scene, she is again shown when Charlie says "Mom, help! It was an accident in shop." Crew: When Charlie falls off and hangs from the roof, the rope which holds Mike Myers is clearly seen on the shingle. Crew: In the scene where Charlie is offered the "health shake" and retreats into the closet, a gentleman wearing a red ball cap can be seen crouching in the lower left hand corner of the screen. FAIR: During the Alcatraz scene, Ranger Vicki states that many of the Park Rangers are former guards of Alcatraz, including himself. The penitentiary on Alcatraz Island closed on March 21, 1963, 30 years prior to this movie. This would have made Vicki a teenager at best when the prison closed, and probably too young to be employed as a guard. However, Ranger Vicky is likely just embellishing things. CHAR: When Tony ('Anthony LaPaglia' (qv)) is on the plane on his way to "save" Charlie ('Mike Myers (I)' (qv)), the pilot says "I've never done this at night." That is very unlikely since just about any level of a pilot training requires anywhere from three to ten hours of night time flying before acquiring their license. |
Quotes
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Tony Giardino: What's the news? Police Chief: Oh, you wanna hear the news? Well, here's the news! It seems that the old lady that confessed to the murder of Ralph Elliot has also confessed to a couple of other murders. Tony Giardino: I knew she would! I knew it! Police Chief: Yeah! Right! Well, she's confessed to the murders of Abraham Lincoln, Warren G. Harding and Julius Caesar. She's a nutcase! A nutcase! May Mackenzie: Wow, you've turned into a right sexy wee bastard. Do you know that? Tony Giardino: Thanks, Mrs. Mackenzie. May Mackenzie: Hasn't he? Charlie Mackenzie: Oh, I think so. Charlie Mackenzie: Woman... woe-man... whoooa-man. She was a thief, you gotta believe, she stole my heart and my cat. Betty, Judy, Josie and those hot Pussycats... they make me horny, Saturday morny... girls of cartoo-ins will leave me in ruins... I want to to be Betty's Barney. Hey Jane... get me off this crazy thing... called love. Stuart Mackenzie: Alright, give your mother a kiss, or I'll kick your teeth in. John Johnson: My name is John Johnson but everyone here calls me Vicki. Charlie Mackenzie: So Tony, what's the deal with your clothes? Tony Giardino: What do ya mean? Charlie Mackenzie: You look like Huggy Bear from Starsky and Hutch. Tony Giardino: What do ya mean? I look hip! Charlie Mackenzie: No no no no no no, you look like an undercover cop TRYING to look hip. Tony Giardino: I AM an undercover cop trying to look hip. Charlie Mackenzie: Hey Mom, I find it interesting that you refer to the Weekly World News as, "The paper." The paper contains facts. May Mackenzie: This paper contains facts. And this paper has the eighth highest circulation in the whole wide world. Right? Plenty of facts. "Pregnant man gives birth." That's a fact. Charlie Mackenzie: I like the night life. I like to boogie. Charlie Mackenzie: Maybe it is late. You know, I'll be honest with you, I had a really great time tonight and, uh, I'd really love to kiss you but I think that if I kiss you we'll end up kissing on the couch and if we end up kissing on the couch then chances are we'll kiss in the bedroom and if we kiss in the bedroom then, you know, tha-that's the part I always rush into and I just don't think it's a good idea to rush into spending the night together. Harriet Michaels: I wanna spend the night together. Charlie Mackenzie: I have no problem with that! Stuart Mackenzie: Well, it's a well known fact, Sonny Jim, that there's a secret society of the five wealthiest people in the world, known as The Pentavirate, who run everything in the world, including the newspapers, and meet tri-annually at a secret country mansion in Colorado, known as The Meadows. Tony Giardino: So who's in this Pentavirate? Stuart Mackenzie: The Queen, The Vatican, The Gettys, The Rothschilds, *and* Colonel Sanders before he went tits up. Oh, I hated the Colonel with is wee *beady* eyes, and that smug look on his face. "Oh, you're gonna buy my chicken! Ohhhhh!" Charlie Mackenzie: Dad, how can you hate "The Colonel"? Stuart Mackenzie: Because he puts an addictive chemical in his chicken that makes ya crave it fortnightly, smartass! Harriet Michaels: Do you actually like haggis? Charlie Mackenzie: No, I think it's repellent in every way. In fact, I think most Scottish cuisine is based on a dare. Harriet Michaels: So bright women intimidate you? Charlie Mackenzie: No, no, no, no, no, no, not at all. But it's a shame I'm going to have to destroy you. Charlie Mackenzie: Marry me. Harriet: No. Charlie Mackenzie: Please? Charlie Mackenzie: Tony, have you heard of this? Mrs. X? She murders her husbands on their honeymoons, then changes her identity and marries again. Tony Giardino: I never heard of it. So what? Charlie Mackenzie: I think I'm dating Mrs. X! Harriet Michaels: What do you look for in a woman you date? Charlie Mackenzie: Well, I know everyone always says sense of humor, but I'd really have to go with breast size. Charlie Mackenzie: You know, Scotland has its own martial arts. Yeah, it's called Fuck You. It's mostly just head butting and then kicking people when they're on the ground. Tony Giardino: Charlie, two words: therapy. [first lines] Charlie Mackenzie: Excuse me, miss? There seems to be a mistake. I believe I ordered the *large* cappuccino. *Hello!* Look at the size of this thing. Tony Giardino: It's practically a bowl. Charlie Mackenzie: It's like Campbell's Cup-O'-ccino! Stuart Mackenzie: Look at the size of that boy's heed. Tony Giardino: Shhh! Stuart Mackenzie: I'm not kidding, it's like an orange on a toothpick. Tony Giardino: Shhh, you're going to give the boy a complex. Stuart Mackenzie: Well, that's a huge noggin. That's a virtual planetoid. Tony Giardino: Shh! Stuart Mackenzie: Has it's own weather system. Tony Giardino: Sh, sh, shh. Stuart Mackenzie: HEAD! MOVE! Stuart Mackenzie: I'm not kidding, that boy's head is like Sputnik; spherical but quite pointy at parts! Now that was offside, wasn't it? He'll be crying himself to sleep tonight, on his huge pillow. Stuart Mackenzie: Let's get pissed! Tony Giardino: Excuse me sir, I'm with the San Francisco police department, this is official police business. I would like to commandeer this vehicle! Commandeered Driver: No. Tony Giardino: What do you mean, "no"? Commandeered Driver: I happen to know for a fact that you don't have the right to commandeer my vehicle. Tony Giardino: Please, can I commandeer this vehicle? Commandeered Driver: No. Tony Giardino: You're just - you're just not going to bend on this commandeering thing are you? Commandeered Driver: No. Charlie Mackenzie: I'm afraid you're gonna ki - leave me. Harriet Michaels: That I'm gonna cleave you? Charlie Mackenzie: How many people have you brutally murdered? Harriet Michaels: Well, brutal's a very subjective word. I mean, what's brutal to one person might be totally reasonable to somebody else. Charlie Mackenzie: Harriet. Harry-ette. Hard-hearted harbinger of haggis. Beautiful, bemuse-ed, bellicose butcher. Un-trust... ing. Un-know... ing. Un-love... ed? "He wants you back," he screamed into the night air like a fireman going to a window that has no fire... except the passion of his heart. I am lonely. It's really hard. This poem... sucks. Stuart Mackenzie: Alright, we have a piper who's down. It's alright, he's just pissed. We have a piper down, I repeat, a piper is down! Stuart Mackenzie: HEED! PANTS! NOW! Charlie Mackenzie: I'm smitten. I'm in deep smit. Charlie Mackenzie: Woman! Woah-man! Wooaahhhhh-man! We had love, not just sex. Is she Mrs. X? I had to run for my life... Jane, get me off of this crazy thing called love. Charlie Mackenzie: Come, let us dance like children of the night! John Johnson: Now this is something the other tour guides won't tell you. In this particular cell-block, Machine Gun Kelly had what we call in the prison system, a "bitch". And one night in a jealous rage Kelly took a make-shift knife or "shiv", and cut out the bitch's eyes. And as if this wasn't enough retribution for Kelly, the next day he and four other inmates took turns pissing into the bitch's ocular cavities. (short pause) This way to the cafeteria! Charlie Mackenzie: No, not really. Usually I follow the Judao-Christian ethic of "Thou shalt not kill". But, that's just me. Rose Michaels: Let me make you some breakfast. Charlie Mackenzie: Oh, gee, you know, I'd love to. But you know, I'm really running late, but thanks! Rose Michaels: What would you say to silver-dollar pancakes, fresh-squeezed orange juice, bacon, and Kona coffee? Charlie Mackenzie: Well, that sounds great! [Cut to Rose pouring cereal in Charlie's bowl] Rose Michaels: Sorry. I didn't have those other things. Charlie Mackenzie: No, no, that's fine. That other stuff will probably kill you... whereas "Froot Loops" are light, and reasonably high in fiber. I care for "Apple Jacks" a great deal. Obituary Writer: There's another one here. Native San Franciscan. Plumber. Elliot, Ralph. Moved to Dallas, disappeared four months ago, body was found in a sewer. Obituary Employee: Well, guy takes his job too seriously, life goes down the drain. [both laugh] Charlie Mackenzie: Did they mention anything about his wife? Obituary Employee: All right, okay. Look, I know that we're talking about real people here. I'm sorry. Charlie Mackenzie: No no, I'm serious. Did they mention the wife? Obituary Employee: Look, I'm sorry you know. You know, I didn't mean to make a joke about other people's lives. Charlie Mackenzie: No no, I'm really serious. Did they mention the wife? Obituary Employee: You win, you win okay? I'm a bad person! Obituary Writer: Just take it easy! Obituary Employee: No, he's sayin' I'm insensitive! He's sayin' I'm a shit! Obituary Writer: He's not sayin' you're a shit! Charlie Mackenzie: [yelling] Did they mention the wife? Did they mention the wife? Obituary Employee: No! No! They didn't mention the wife! Ya happy? [speaking to the whole office] YEAH! Oh yes, yeah. I'm insensitive! I'm a very insensitive man! Stop you're job, look at the insensitive man! That's what they're paying you for! [leaves] Obituary Writer: He was my ride home. Charlie Mackenzie: Understood... [Tony is riding in a plane at night in a storm] Tony Giardino: Hey listen. How long is it gonna take us to get there? Pilot: It shouldn't take very long. [pause] Pilot: Actually I have no concept of time. Tony Giardino: Geez, is this dangerous? Pilot: No. Well, you know there's chance in everything. Tony Giardino: Look I don't wanna get too personal or anything but you've done this before, right? Pilot: Oh yeah, yeah. I do this all the time. [pause] Pilot: I've never done it at night. Tony Giardino: How the hell do you even know if you're going in the right direction? Pilot: Instruments, instruments! Tony Giardino: Oh yeah? Yeah? What's that? [points to an instrument] Pilot: That's the artificial horizon, which is better than the actual horizon. Tony Giardino: [the pilot is asleep] What are you doing? Wake up! Pilot: Ooooh man! I was having an amazing dream! Tony Giardino: I don't care about your dream! Land the plane! Pilot: I was just born, and... I was eight-and-a-half months premature. The doctors were freakin' out. Tony Giardino: Oh please, shut up! Pilot: Did I already tell you this dream? Charlie Mackenzie: Tell me one bad thing that you've done, and it better be evil. Harriet Michaels: How evil? Charlie Mackenzie: Really evil. Like so evil, that you would say it was E-VEEL, like it's the FRU-ETS of the DEV-EEL. E-VEEL. Stuart Mackenzie: [after Charlie has stayed all night at Stuart's house, and is finally leaving] Fine. Go. You've stayed your hour. Stuart Mackenzie: [as Harriet is meeting Charlie's parents for the first time] Show her the picture of Charlie when he shit his pants at Niagara Falls! Rose Michaels: Well... you know Harriet. Charlie Mackenzie: Well, actually, I don't. Rose Michaels: But you did have sex with her. Charlie Mackenzie: Hello! Police Chief: Hey Paisane! You screw up one more time I'm going to kick your spaghetti bending butt back to Milan! Stuart Mackenzie: Thirty years ago today, May and I were married. Some of you were there, some of you weren't born, and some of you are now DEED! But, we both said "I do," and we haven't agreed on a single thing since. May Mackenzie: That's true! Stuart Mackenzie: But I'm glad I married you, May, because hey, could've been worse. Charlie Mackenzie: [to Harriet] Rose just tried to kill me! Police Chief: [noticing Tony is depressed] Tony? I don't want to intrude, but you seem a little down. Tony Giardino: Well, Captain, it's about my job. Police Chief: Ah. [sits down with Tony] Tony Giardino: I'm having doubts about being a cop. You know, it's not like how it is on TV. All I do all day is fill out forms and paperwork. I mean, this is what I do. Police Chief: [contemplates] It's a point well taken, Tony. But you must understand, although it's not exciting, it's a very important part of our work. Tony Giardino: Yeah, but in all my times as a cop, I've never gotten to, like, chase a guy across a crowded city square. I've never... I've never hung on to that part of a helicopter. You know that part? Underneath the thing that it lands? Do you, do you know that part? Police Chief: Yes, I know that part. Tony Giardino: I've never hung onto that. I've never even commandeered a vehicle. Police Chief: Now *that* sounds like a lot of fun. Tony Giardino: And that's the other thing. You're too nice. Police Chief: I'm too nice? Tony Giardino: Yeah, you're too nice. Why can't you be like the Captain on "Starsky and Hutch"? You know, when you come in, and you haul me into your office, and you bawl me out because you're sick and tired of defending my screwball antics to the Commissioner? Why cant you do that? Police Chief: Well, the truth of the matter is, I don't report to a Commissioner. I report to a committee. Some of whom are appointed, some elected, and the rest co-opted on a bi-annual basis. It's a quorum, so to speak. Tony Giardino: A quorum? Police Chief: Yeah. Tony Giardino: Captain, when I joined the police force, I thought I was going to be Serpico. But instead, I'm like... Fish from Barney Miller. Police Chief: Hey. Somebody needs a hug! Maureen O'Boyle: But first up tonight, the justice department reports an alarming rise in the number of poisoning murders across the United States. And that eighty seven per cent of the poison murders occur within the family. May Mackenzie: [to Charlie] Lighten up, Charlie. You've got a pickle up your ass again. Harriet Michaels: I have a surprise for you. Charlie Mackenzie: What is it? Harriet Michaels: It's a health shake. And I made it especially for you. Try it. Charlie Mackenzie: Thank you, no. Thanks. Thanks. Stuart Mackenzie: [sings] If you think I'm sexy and you want my body, all you've got to do is call. Harriet Michaels: Charlie, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. Harriet Michaels: I could do anything to you in your sleep. Charlie Mackenzie: What could you do? Harriet Michaels: You know, anything. You're lying on your side, totally asleep, I could just... Oh... stick a needle in your... [Charlie screams] [last lines] Charlie Mackenzie: Rose, jailbird. Happy in her cage, no longer full of rage. She roosts. Harriet, sweet Harriet, you acted cuckoo 'cause you thought I would leave you. Sweet bird. Harriet, sweet Harriet, so knowing, so trusting, so love... ed. Harriet, sweet Harriet. |
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