Showing posts with label Bill Murray. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bill Murray. Show all posts

A Guide To Surviving Groundhog Day


I am loving all the work that is coming out of Gallery 1988's Please Post Bills show. They really pull together talented artists. Above, Phil Connor’s Guide to Surviving Groundhog Day by HERO Design. I was wondering about the reference to 42 days, as Phil Connors had to have been in Punxsutawney, but there are 42 accountable days in the film. Neat.

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Rita: Is this some new fad diet? Don't you worry about cholesterol?
Phil: I don't worry about anything anymore.
Rita: What makes you so special? Everybody worries about something.
Phil: That's exactly what makes me so special.

Bill Murray-O-Rama


This, without a doubt, would be the most awesome game of bowling ever held! While it makes sense to have Ernie McCracken as captain, I think Phil Connors would be the best bowler, having had years to perfect his game in Punxsutawney. (Bill-O-Rama by Ian Glaubinger)

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I Want You To Kill Every Gopher On The Golf Course!


"Correct me if I'm wrong Sandy, but if I kill all the golfers, they're gonna lock me up and throw away the key."

Low brow pop surrealist Sam Carter's latest is a panoramic of Caddyshack. Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-lagunga. (It's In The Hole by Sam Carter)

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The King of Busts


Dr. Peter Venkman: The King of Busts by Jon Defreest. I would have imagined him more as a joker, but I'd love to see a whole Ghostbusters deck.

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So I Got That Goin' For Me, Which Is Nice

Gallery 1988 has teamed up with Funny or Die for a new show, Is This Thing On? which will feature over 100 artists creating portraits of funny people, opening January 7.

In this preview, artist NC Winters takes a shot at Bill Murray, as his classic Caddyshack character.
"So, I tell them I'm a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one - big hitter, the Lama - long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-lagunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, 'Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know.' And he says, 'Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.' So I got that goin' for me, which is nice."
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What If Bill Murray Played Everyone In Wes Anderson's Films?


It would probably look a lot like Casey Weldon's paintings for the upcoming ‘Bad Dads’ art tribute to the films of Wes Anderson. And I would watch the hell out of those movies. To be honest I can't even tell the difference with the Gwyneth Paltrow portrait.

Clockwise from the top left: Max Fischer (Rushmore); Chas Tenenbaum (The Royal Tenenbaums); Anne-Marie Sakowitz (The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou); Margot Helen Tenenbaum (The Royal Tenenbaums); Francis (The Darjeeling Limited); Richie Tenenbaum (The Royal Tenenbaums). Go to Casey's blog for larger versions of each painting.

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Being Bill Murray


"Bill Murray is throwing a party. All the Murrays are invited: Todd DiLaMuca, Raleigh St. Clair, John Winger, Dr. Peter Venkman, Bob Harris, Nick the Lounge Singer, Ernie McCracken, Herman Blume, Grimm, Steve Zissou, Carl Spackler, and Phil Connors. All of them except Bob."

Not sure why they are in prison though. (Being Bill Murray by Paul O’Sullivan via Shirtoid)

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A Pop Culture Christmas

I know it is the Christmas season, not by the ever-growing forest of lights on the neighbours houses, or the fact that advertisers have been pushing holiday shopping since the first of November, but by the specials on TV. There are a few that I just have to see to make me feel the seasonal spirit.

Mr. Hankey’s Christmas Classics has become a recent favourite, with the profane denizens of South Park remaking various Christmas classics and creating some of their own along the way. It is often blasphemous and likely offensive to many, but somehow it still manages to be sweet at the core. It also speaks to the eight-year-old in me who thought singing fake lyrics to We Three Kings was the height of hilarity:
We three kings of Orient are,
Puffing on a rubber cigar.
It was loaded, it exploded
Now we’re on yonder star
So when Cartman sings O Holy Night, I know where he’s coming from:
And, O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth.
O holy night! The something something distant
It is the night with the Christmas trees and pie.
Jesus was born and so I get presents.
Thank you, Jesus for being born.


My favourite though has to be the lounge act duet of Jesus and Santa, singing carols and songs in the first person – a brilliant concept. Who hasn’t wondered what these two would be like singing at a piano bar?
Jesus: He he hoo, get away!The 2006 Weblog Awards
Santa: Go away?
Jesus: Get away.
Santa: Where away?
Jesus: Away in a manger, no crib for My bed
That's where cute little old Me lay down My sweet head.
The stars in the sky
Both: Looked down where I lay.
Jesus: Cute little eight-pound me (Santa: Oo-oo)
Both: asleep in (Santa: on) the hay.
Another modern-day classic (ok, ‘80s classic) is Scrooged, Bill Murray’s greed is good interpretation of Charles Dicken’s A Christmas Carol. Murray plays the Scrooge-lik Frank Cross, a driven and cynical TV exec who torments his employees and keeps the entire network working to produce a live show on Christmas Eve.

Much like Groundhog Day, I can watch this film over and over again even though I know exactly how it’s going to turn out. I just can’t get enough of that smarmy Murray charm – plus, Bobcat Goldthwait!



Clearly I like my holiday fare with some edge and A Christmas Story walks it quite nicely. “You’ll shoot your eye out!” is all Ralphie ever hears in his relentless quest to get "an official Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle, with a compass in the stock and 'this thing', which tells time."

Ralphie is such a sweet little geek, I’ve always imagined he grew up to be Zach Braff’s Scrubs character Dr. J.D. Dorian – the only other person I could see dressed up in a pink bunny sleeper with feet. There are so many great childhood scenes that ring true as real kid moments and not what adults think kids act like. What kid hasn’t thought about sticking their tongue to cold metal? Or realizes that the way you deal with a bully is to run away? Forget the film? Than catch up with the 30 Second Bunnies.



But my ultimate Christmas fave, the one I cannot make it through the season without is Dr. Suess’ The Grinch Who Stole Christmas – the animated version, of course. It is such an amazing piece of work, whose sum is better than it’s already amazing parts: the tremendous wit and words of Dr. Suess; the stellar animation work by Chuck Jones (director of multiple classic Loony Tunes and Merrie Melodies cartoons); and the dulcet tones of Boris Karloff as the narrator. It’s as good as it gets.

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