Based on how much I was fangirl flailing on Twitter and Facebook over the weekend, you probably all thought that today's movie would be Veronica Mars. But no. It seems a little unfair to talk about something so soon after its release date, especially when I know of several people who were busy all weekend and haven't yet had a chance to watch it. Sure, you can make something as spoiler free as you want, but that doesn't mean that the comments will be spoiler free. So I'll hold off for another week or so.
In the meantime, let's talk about a film that I watched for the first time last week, shall we? Because it was fabulous, and I feel like everyone needs to see it.
Reasons why Guess Who's Coming to Dinner is awesome:
1. Spencer Tracy. He died about two weeks after they finished filming, and he's completely and utterly phenomenal.
3. Katharine Hepburn. She's fabulous.
4. Dropping millions of truth bombs all over the place. Seriously, just check out some of the quotes below.
5. Sidney Poitier. He's brilliant. (And the scene in that gif? Gave me so many feels, some of which may have been Obama related...)
7. Katharine Houghton. Considering it was her film debut, she's pretty incredible.
8. The phone call informing them of all of John's achievements. HILARIOUS.
9. Christina telling Hilary to GTFO. Perfection.
10. Isabel Sanford.
11. The final monologue.
12. The music.
13. Katharine Hepburn crying for real during the final monologue. ALL THE FEELS.
Plus, the following quotes (a lot of which will be long):
- "You listen to me. You say you don't want to tell me how to live my life. So what do you think you've been doing? You tell me what rights I've got or haven't got, and what I owe to you for what you've done for me. Let me tell you something. I owe you nothing! If you carried that bag a million miles, you did what you're supposed to do! Because you brought me into this world. And from that day you owed me everything you could ever do for me like I will owe my son if I ever have another. But you don't own me! You can't tell me when or where I'm out of line, or try to get me to live my life according to your rules. You don't even know what I am, Dad, you don't know who I am. You don't know how I feel, what I think. And if I tried to explain it the rest of your life you will never understand. You are 30 years older than I am. You and your whole lousy generation believes the way it was for you is the way it's got to be. And not until your whole generation has lain down and died will the dead weight of you be off our backs! You understand, you've got to get off my back! Dad... Dad, you're my father. I'm your son. I love you. I always have and I always will. But you think of yourself as a coloured man. I think of myself as a man."
- "Now I have some instructions for you. I want you to go straight back to the gallery - Start your motor. When you get to the gallery tell Jennifer that she will be looking after things temporarily, she's to give me a ring if there's anything she can't deal with herself. Then go into the office, and make out a check, for "cash," for the sum of $5,000. Then carefully, but carefully Hilary, remove absolutely everything that might subsequently remind me that you had ever been there, including that yellow thing with the blue bulbs which you have such an affection for. Then take the check, for $5,000, which I feel you deserve, and get - permanently - lost. It's not that I don't want to know you, Hilary - although I don't - it's just that I'm afraid we're not really the sort of people that you can afford to be associated with. Don't speak, Hilary, just...go."
- "I don't think I'm going to faint, but I'll sit down anyway."
- "I happen to believe they wouldn't have a dog's chance... Not in this country, not in the whole, stinking world." "They are this country. They'll change this stinking world."
- "What happens to men when they grow old? Why do they forget everything? I believe...those two young people need each other... Like they need the air to breathe in. Anybody can see that by just looking at them."
- "You're the last person I'd have expected to take such a silly attitude. You know I've always loved you, and you're just as black as he is. How could it be all right for me to love you and wrong for me to love him?"
- "Have you given any thought to the problems your children will have?" "Yes, and they'll have some. And we'll have the children. Otherwise, you couldn't call it a marriage." "Is that the way Joey feels?" "She feels that every single one of our children will be President of the United States...and they'll all have colourful administrations. Well, you made her, Mr. Drayton. I just met her in Hawaii." "But how do you feel about that problem?" "Well, frankly, I think your daughter is a bit optimistic. I'd settle for Secretary of State."
- "Now Mr. Prentice, clearly a most reasonable man, says he has no wish to offend me but wants to know if I'm some kind of a nut. And Mrs. Prentice says that like her husband I'm a burned-out old shell of a man who cannot even remember what it's like to love a woman the way her son loves my daughter. And strange as it seems, that's the first statement made to me all day with which I am prepared to take issue... cause I think you're wrong, you're as wrong as you can be. I admit that I hadn't considered it, hadn't even thought about it, but I know exactly how he feels about her and there is nothing, absolutely nothing that you son feels for my daughter that I didn't feel for Christina. Old? Yes. Burned out? Certainly, but I can tell you the memories are still there. Clear, intact, indestructible, and they'll be there if I live to be 110. Where John made his mistake I think was in attaching so much importance to what her mother and I might think... Because in the final analysis it doesn't matter a damn what we think. The only thing that matters is what they feel, and how much they feel, for each other. And if it's half of what we felt? That's everything. As for you two and the problems you're going to have, they seem almost unimaginable, but you'll have no problem with me, and I think when Christina and I and your mother have some time to work on him you'll have no problem with your father, John. But you do know, I'm sure you know, what you're up against. There'll be 100 million people right here in this country who will be shocked and offended and appalled and the two of you will just have to ride that out, maybe every day for the rest of your lives. You could try to ignore those people, or you could feel sorry for them and for their prejudice and their bigotry and their blind hatred and stupid fears, but where necessary you'll just have to cling tight to each other and say "screw all those people"! Anybody could make a case, a hell of a good case, against your getting married. The arguments are so obvious that nobody has to make them. But you're two wonderful people who happened to fall in love and happened to have a pigmentation problem, and I think that now, no matter what kind of a case some bastard could make against your getting married, there would be only one thing worse, and that would be if - knowing what you two are and knowing what you two have and knowing what you two feel - you didn't get married."
If you haven't seen it, you really really should. Like, immediately.
Have you seen it?