#phil parma

The Donald wants Greenland's minerals? I think he needs more than that - vitamins, medication and round-the-clock hospice.

"I'd like to get an order of peanut butter, umm, uh, cigarettes, Camel Light, uhh, water... No. You know what, forget the water. Just give me a loaf of bread. White bread.. And, umm, do you have Playboy magazine?.. Okay, one of those, and uh, Penthouse? The magazine?.. You have that? Okay uh, one of those, and umm... Hustler?.."

"I know this sounds silly, and I know that I might sound ridiculous...like this is the scene of the movie...where the guy is trying to get a hold of the long-lost son, y'know, but this is that scene. This is that scene. And I think they have those scenes in movies because they're true. Y'know, because they really happen. And you gotta believe me, this is really happening. I mean, I can give you my number and you can go check with whoever you gotta check with and call me back. But do not leave me hanging on this. Please. I'm just -- please. See...this is the scene of the movie where you help me out."

I watched Magnolia for the umpteenth time last night. It's hard to come to terms with the fact that my so-called "favorites" are shifting as I grow and mature as an individual. Although Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind will always play an pivotal role in who I am and who I want to be, Magnolia has slowly surpassed Kaufman's twisted love story as my personal favorite film. And that's difficult to say, to come to terms with. But it also feels nice, relieving, a little terrifying certainly, but nice. Nice. And right. And "this is the scene of the movie where you help me out. . ."