DAT’S A SPICY A-RECORD SCRATCH
05.20.09
After the jump, I’ve got the trailer for Baby on Board. Which I liked better when it was called The Break Up, and again when it was called What Happens in Vegas. That’s right, What Happens in Vegas looks better than this. But it does still have a chance at the Oscar for best use of sound effects in a trailer (they have that, right?). Keep your ears peeled for the classic record scratch at the 45-second mark, and the criminally underused Flintstones-car-coming-to-a-halt sound at 1:07. What, no canned laughter? For the love of God, tell me how to think, trailer editing guy!
And just for old time’s sake: (click to engorge. er, enlarge)
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Unless this movie is about an infant being nailed to plywood, I’m not interested.
I have a feeling this movie is going to *long whistle, BOOM* at the box office.
Baby on board is a delicacy among surfing cannibals of the South Pacific.
HOW IS BABBY ON BOARD FORMED? WHY MOVIE PRODUCERS SO RETRADED?
I tried to watch that but I kept hearing this.
This movie is going to slide into obscurity. (Am I the only one who misses Sliders?)
Good for Jerry O’Connell being the lead male and third billed. Hollywood Walk of Fame, here we come!
Heather Graham’s entire career is owed to low cuts.
I can’t wait till the sequel where their baby becomes Admiral of the Navy: Baby Onboard. (Simpsons Did It!)
Pic: Who the fuck didn’t hire her for Spider-Man?
Anyone who voluntarily sees this film should be unvoluntarily sterilized. We could convert the theater into a giant radiation booth to save time.
Pic: Now Fetch! (1 minute later) Good Girl!
I find there is only one situations where a record scratch is necessary:
After sex, when I reveal that my dick contains the first, ninth, fourth and nineteenth letters of the alphabet.
Story of my life:
Babies in Sock.
I WANNA DICK ROLLERGIRL!!!
Heather Graham reminds me of my ex girlfriend. Not so much that they look similar or anything, but more the fact that I can’t figure out why I used to masturbate to her.
They should include that car screeching to a halt sound every time somebody speaks. That kid’s dad should have eaten his ears so he would never have to hear this dialogue.
The sound effect that sums up my life is the song that plays when one of the Mario Bros. dies.
this movie is going straight to vhs
Whenever I see my estranged father drunkenly walking home I play the A&W bear song in my head and forget about my therapy bill.
For the third time in my life, I wish I was fucking deaf.
I have an Irishman who follows me around making sound effects whenever I do something. I call him Mick Foley.
9ew up!