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Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid

The most delightful exploitation of the Kuleshov Effect, and most underrated, has to be Carl Reiner’s Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid. This glorious homage to not only film noir but also the detective genre works so well because the comedy stands on its own, apart from playing with conventions from classic American cinema. Consider the following soliloquy from the pre-sell-out (e.g., Bringing Down the House, The Pink Panther, Cheaper By the Dozen, etc.) Steve Martin: “All dames are alike. They reach down your throat so they can grab your heart. They pull it out, they throw it on the floor and they step on it with their high heels. They spit on it, shove it in the oven and they cook the shit out of it. Then they slice it into little pieces, slam it onto a hunk of toast and they serve it to you. And they expect you to say, ‘Thanks, honey, it’s delicious.’ Well, it’s not delicious, Juliet Forrest. It’s rotten.”

"It's my business to know, Miss Forrest."

"It's my business to know, Miss Forrest."

"It smelled like the number on the door."

"It smelled like the number on the door."

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This entry was published on January 26, 2009 at 11:32 pm. It’s filed under 1980s Cinema, American film and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

One thought on “Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid

  1. FloydRobertson on said:

    “Swede wasn’t living in luxury. As a matter of fact — for a moment — I thought he wasn’t living at all.”

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