Dunno how well this will go over here, but Patrice is always five stars from me.
Had a stroke, completely lost all muscle movement, lost the ability to speak, and then died during his hospital stay.
He once joked during this show that cookies were poison to him. No kidding. It's really fucking sad.
Patrice had the world's most infectious laugh. I couldn't help but laugh along with him, every time.
A lot of people like to blame Michael Bay for the current irreversible trend of brainless (not in a fun way) blockbusters, but I really think it started with Roland Emmerich and this movie.
I had the exact same reaction when I first saw this movie. I went in excited that we'd finally get another of those 50s alien invasion movies only without the hammy cheese and laughable effects. As the movie went on it slowly started dawning on me that something was very wrong and felt like I needed to get out of there. The only other movie that did that to me was The Phantom Menace.
This movie was an absolute blast when I was 12, all the way through. It slowly grew worse the older I got, but it was bad a fun way. By the time I'd hit my late 20's it wasn't even fun-bad anymore. There's something about Will Smith shuckin' and jivin' through the desert after his friend's dead and his fiancee MIGHT be dead that's just...wrong. I can't even enjoy Jeff "Knowledge Through Osmosis" Goldblum anymore. This clip is a cleansing catharsis for me.
YOU WOULD ALL BE DEAD WITHOUT MY DAVID!
Patrice had the ability to unearth things others were either blind to or didn't want to admit.
Vivica Fox bonding with the First Lady is absolute horseshit. It either sends a terrible message ("Look audience, the whore who shows her tits for money is odd-coupled with elegant decency!") or the writers had no clue where it was going. Her being a stripper was fine until they used it as a hooker-with-a-heart-of-gold plot device.
It should have stayed completely irrelevant to the story or otherwise been omitted from the script because what they did with it was just awful. Oh, and Will Smith can't become an astronaut because he's engaged to a stripper? Seriously, what is this shit?
That was fun!
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Spot on about the Judd Hirsch thing. I tried watching this movie again after about 10 or more years and that shit sticks out like a sore thumb.
24:35 to 25:21 - spot-on. That plot device always bothered the hell out of me ever since I watched this film for the first time.
"Oh hey look, there's that ship that went missing on Earth some 50 years ago and has presumably been in human hands ever since. Let's have it dock right in the middle of our flagship."
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