Kiss Kiss Bang Bang
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Continuing on the Everybody Loves Robert bandwagon, here’s one of his many scenes from the only successful pro-gay film noir holiday murder comedy every made, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. Its funny, dark, smart, dangerous, filled with Christmas cheer and on my top ten.
Here, professional criminal/aspiring actor RDJ and gay private eye Val Kilmer (unsuccessfully) try and threaten a heavy into providing them with info on a girl that (they think) has been murdered. Got all that? Good. Roll clip.
(Thanks to Lady Miss Meg for renting the flic for my first viewing…and Sir Sutton for emailing me a scan of the napkin he was the first to recommend the flic to me on, after I left it soaking in bourbon on the bar top.)
Ruby : May 08 2008
This movie also has another great Downey line:
“Don’t quit your gay job.”
Kei, if you are Ironman can i be your Pepper?
kei : May 08 2008
Vicky already called dibs on the Pepper to my Stark. But I figure its the old reliable parallel universe story line where you and her are both Peppers - existing as the same hottie on opposite coasts through some freak rip in the time/space continuum - both working for (and quietly lusted after by) my Tony.
Moon base.
Alien invasion.
Pepper East vs. Pepper West mud wrestling match.
Me + Terence Howard shooting lasers.
A case of vodka.
The sequel practically writes itself!
Justin Sutton : May 08 2008
Wait Meg turned you on to it!? I think not. I recommended that to you on a napkin at seat 7 (next to the disco pole) at Absinthe’s bar way back when Keith Reese was still there. Then you left the napkin at the bar, so I scanned it and emailed the picture to you!
kei : May 08 2008
Touche, Sutton, touche indeed. If I hadn’t been chock full of bourbon I probably would’ve remembered it was you who planted the seed to see the flic.
…but it was Meg who actually rented it and let me watch it with her.
Tie score!
Seriously, I do remember now. And here’s the scan of that napkin to prove it! As well as demonstrate how I start to break everything down into matrixes after a couple or ten fingers of Basil Hayden. Thanks brother