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This Open Thread Loves Men in Tights!

Actual men in tights, sure, but damn do I love Robin Hood: Men in Tights. I saw it twice in the theater on opening day, and nearly 20 years later it’s still funny as all hell. (How has it been 20 years?!?!) Cary Elwes! Dave Chappelle when he was practically a baby! Will Scarlett O’Hara (fans self)! The surprise appearance by Patrick Stewart as King Richard! Mohel jokes!

Let’s talk movies in the comments below. What are some of your favorites that stay funny no matter how many times you see them?

By [E] Hillary

Hillary is a giant nerd and former Mathlete. She once read large swaths of "Why Evolution is True" and a geology book aloud to her infant daughter, in the hopes of a) instilling a love of science in her from a very young age and b) boring her to sleep. After escaping the wilds of Waco, Texas and spending the next decade in NYC, she currently lives in upstate New York, where she misses being able to get decent pizza and Chinese takeout delivered to her house. She lost on Jeopardy.

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I’m a little late to the game here, but my “always funny” move is Hot Shots! (I know it’s got Charlie Sheen in it, but that was pre-winning, so I’ll give him a pass.) Part of why it’s still funny comes from having seen it in the theater with my dad. All through the movie we were cracking up, tears from laughing so hard, etc. There was a woman about 2 rows in front of us who would look at the screen, back at us, then back at the screen and not understand why we were laughing so hard. It’s all the stuff happening in the background that makes it hilarious! I mean seriously, there was a guy blowing leaves off the deck of an air craft carrier in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea… kills me every time!

You guys, I am having a horrible, no good, very bad week.

1) On Saturday, the guy I was seeing (just for a couple of weeks, but still) explained as nicely as he possibly could that he didn’t feel like we had chemistry. Given that I was still pretty into him, and also that he had a toothbrush at my place, and that he thinks I am super funny and smart and attractive, I was a little thrown. Oof.

2) On Sunday, after a therapeutic brunch with a friend, I was pulled over because my vehicle registration was expired. Admittedly for a long time. Because I moved from a weird lein state and couldn’t figure out how to get the documents I need, and I put it off because I am in graduate school and work a million jobs. Also I am bad at any paperwork that can’t be done on the internet and involves, like, checks and stamps. So the cop, who was also a huge jerk about it, had my vehicle impounded. Which is expensive and costs $10 extra dollars a day. And I can’t get it back until I get my title, which my loan company says could take a month. Awesome! Let’s also talk about how my income is below the poverty line!

3) After my car was towed, I didn’t really have anyone to call, because I AM ALONE IN THE WORLD and all of my friends were out of town for spring break. So I walked five miles home, trying not to cry a bunch. On the way, two fire ants bit me. I react really badly to fire ants. Fortunately, my entire leg didn’t swell up this time, but only because I was eating benadryl like candy for 48 hours.

4) I have to show up to court at 8AM on a Saturday morning, which means taking off work because I work every freaking day, to find out whether or not they’re going to take away my license. Which would sort of ruin my life, because you can’t really get by without a car in this city.

5) Yesterday, I finally fully caught the cold that the dude I was seeing gave me. Obviously I knew that was a risk when I put my tongue in his mouth, but I’m still kind of mad about it.

How are you guys? Anyone have any suggestions for coping skills? I am doing crazy amounts of yoga and drinking a lot of beer and spending all of my energy trying to be zen, but I am feeling a little sorry for myself in spite of everything.

On the plus side, you have probably used up all your bad luck for the year. Though getting told “you have no chemistry” and then getting the other person’s cold? It would probably make me more angry. My coping skill is to wallow. Wallow and do menial tasks like you have no energy for real life. Which is why you should find someone else for advice. I would be getting drunk and yelling at strangers. Which is notably unproductive.

I hope guy you’re into steps onto LEGO’s for a month, because his timing is bad and timing is very important in relationships.
Try not be blown away by all the mess you need to clean up right now. List, control, reward yourself however you can (watch an extra episode of your series, moan until you filled someone’s voicemail/emailinbox).
Also: feel small amounts of time sorry for yourself, because it would be no good to walk into that wall after you fixed all of it. Because you will fix it, because you are awesome.

Spaceballs. Anchorman. Super Troopers. Almost any Monty Python movie and/or sketch.
I can and will watch any of these endlessly (at at various times of life watched one or another nearly on repeat…). Always a good time. It also means I can quote almost all of them word for word.

Real life tangent: I am simultaneously confident and terrified at the work I need to get done for my phd deadlines. I do not know which is the right feeling to feel and they kind of alternate frequently (like a five year old in reach of a light switch). Ugh. Someone told me recently they’re surprised at how calm I am about it all. I maintain that the calm is just a front for exhausted resignation.

Maybe I should marathon some of my above comedy list to make myself right again.

Spaceballs. Anchorman. Super Troopers. Almost any Monty Python movie and/or sketch.
I can and will watch any of these endlessly (at at various times of life watched one or another nearly on repeat…). Always a good time. It also means I can quote almost all of them word for word.

Real life tangent: I am simultaneously confident and terrified at the work I need to get done for my phd deadlines. I do not know which is the right feeling to feel and they kind of alternate frequently (like a five year old in reach of a light switch). Ugh. Someone told me recently they’re surprised at how calm I am about it all. I maintain that the calm is just a front for exhausted resignation.

Maybe I should marathon some of my above comedy list to make myself right again.

Actually, one of mine is also Robin Hood Men in Tights. I can’t even remember the first time I watched that movie, my brother and I ALWAYS used to request it when my parents would rent us a movie. I probably saw it over 25 times as a RENTAL.

Also, Animal House, Blues Brothers, and every Kevin Smith movie. Not that there aren’t a lot of other hilarious movies, but those four kill me every time. As do many Simpsons episodes, if we’re going to stray from movies.

But seriously, Robin Hood Men in Tights is so good. I never have been able to understand why it doesn’t get the same love as most of Mel Brooks’ other movies.

I can always laugh at MPatHG. I’m actually not big on re-watching comedies in general (they can be very disposable, one-view only) but that one never gets old.

On a side tangent, I am a member of an e-mailing list for women in technology. Earlier today, someone was sharing a post on Sheryl Sandberg’s book, and someone else commented about how they didn’t want to hear from some spoiled, entitled woman who only got her job because she was related to the boss (apparently this person confused her with Randi Zuckerberg). Many people responded in very professional ways (correcting the erroneous info, stating some facts about her, etc.). What was surprising/depressing, was how some women took it as an opportunity to get all Not Like Other Women, to complain about how women who discussed sexism were whiny criers who just needed to get over it – even said that if a woman was harassed at work she ‘must have been asking for it.’ Mind you, this person said she’d even lost a job from sexual harassment, but since she came out okay and ‘got hers’ by ending up in a better job, then anyone else who suffers doesn’t matter, because sexism is ‘over’ for her.

On the plus side, it was awesome to see some women coming back with reasoned, articulate responses. On the minus, it’s sad that even in a ‘safe space’ that was created to give women a community of support and cohesion, some people just can’t pass up an opportunity to tear down other women. It’s hard to think that the reward for ‘overcoming’ sexism is to become essentially sociopathic. I’m not sure that I have a point here, but it seemed worth venting about…

It is a thing… There’s some condition, I forget what it’s called, that people get after flying where it takes them a while to re-adjust to movements, so they get dizzy or feel like they’re moving for a while.

I have Meniere’s Syndrome, so I get vertigo or other bits of imbalance at times anyways. I’d imagine that things that help Meniere’s might help any sort of vertigo – reduce salt, drink lots of water. It may be something with your inner ear, so keep an… ear out for anything unusual with your ears :)

My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I swear to God, that scene at the end where the Mom is trying to give the daughter advice and the aunt is tweezing the hairs off her face? I have seen my mom and my aunts do that. Also, that conversation about “how many first cousins do you have?” gets me every time. How many do I have? 25 at last count. How many does the boyfriend have? 5. 5 first cousins. The whole idea is utterly foreign to me. I might turn it on right now.

I have four first cousins. Both parents were the oldest of three-kid families, and each of mom’s siblings has one (now adult) kid; dad’s middle-kid sister has two (one an adult, one ten years old). And my sister has three (plus a stepdaughter), I have none (yet? ever? who knows), and my brother has none (and hopefully won’t until he grows up more and does fewer very stupid things).

Are your parents from big families?

Mom has 4 sisters, dad has 3 brothers and 2 sisters. And my mom’s family is super Italian. Everyone has a bunch of kids, so we’re related to everyone in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. (Or at least it feels like that.) Each of my aunts/uncles has kids (sometimes 4 or 5 each) except for one on each side, who each had no kids (though my Aunt Steph wants to adopt/foster). So, yes. Lots of cousins. Lots and lots of cousins.

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