Billy Crystal choosing a hat to wear in a cowboy montage, and landing on a New York Mets ballcap is perfect 👌🏻
I thought I'd mosey on over... you know I'd never moseyed before, hope I did it correctly! I mean I've walked, I've ambled, I even sashayed once!
Unexpected Levar Burton, showing up to the movie in the most Levar Burton outfit (I said this to Pen, and she thought I meant because his eyes were covered)! At least this is what I would've said until I realised that wasn't Levar Burton. 😐
I guess the real horror was homophobia...
No wait, I guess it was just the Mormon witch.
For something so magically without fault. For all the stars to align for this film to come to fruition. Like something from an alternate and perfect dimension fell into ours. This is an oddity.
Much of it feels so foreign, so surreal. From the Falk-read storybook setup, to the weirdly budget-sounding yet somehow not ill-fitting Knopfler score, and even Andre the Giant seems so unexpectedly wonderful and larger-than-life (excuse the pun) that you may be excused for feeling charmed that he existed at all.
Speaking of, my partner's favourite line from this is:
Anybody want a peanut?
Double Don Ameche.
The only thing which could make this better is if it were double Carmen Miranda.
