A Futile and Stupid Gesture
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- 2018
- 101 min
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All right. Let's go.
Doug.
Come on.
Doug.
He can stay in the car for all I care.
You really want to start there?
Nobody cares about my f***ed up family.
- Everybody has a f***ed up family.
- Okay, but...
There's got to be a better way
to start a movie.
Could you just introduce yourself?
My name is Doug Kenney,
and you probably have never heard of me.
Maybe say something like,
"I'm the creative force
that redefined comedy."
No, that's blowing smoke up my own ass.
I can't do that.
I would say you did redefine comedy
for a generation.
I redefined comedy. Okay.
Yeah, I started The National Lampoon.
I did Animal House.
I did Caddyshack, and I...
Well, that's the main stuff.
What if you say, "I was the man
who changed comedy forever,
but I couldn't change myself."
Really? Blow me.
I was the man
but I couldn't change myself.
- I liked that. That was great.
- Oh, f***.
- We can start at whatever point you want.
- Let's start this film at Harvard
'cause that's where the fun stuff was.
Okay. Perfect. We're rolling, so go ahead.
Oh, okay.
It was the fall of 1964
Henry was from the right kind of family
on the Upper East Side.
He belonged at a place like Harvard.
I was a middle class Midwestern dork.
I got in, but it took a while to fit in.
Doug Kenney, Chagrin Falls.
Jesus Christ, not that one.
Ah.
- My name tag is a picture of a penis.
- Hmm.
What's up
with the Barry Goldwater fan club?
They're double majoring
in white collar crime and applied hubris.
Oh.
F*** those guys.
Doug!
He charges the net.
F***ing Lampoon.
Turns out Henry and I weren't
the only troublemakers at Harvard.
We found the rest of them
at the campus publication
that had been around for a century,
run out of this strange little castle.
This is The Harvard Lampoon,
the only place on campus
that a goofy kid from Chagrin Falls
can feel like a king.
It's a humor magazine,
but mostly an excuse to party.
It's where I learned that being funny
is how I could fit in and meet girls.
In fact, I met my wife there.
We'll get back to her in a minute.
The person
who really mattered the most was Henry,
the oldest guy who was ever a teenager.
- Your shot.
- Hmm.
Tough spot.
What most people don't realize
is that sidespin has
no appreciable effect on the tangent line
unless the cue ball
has sufficient forward roll.
Impressive.
But can you do this?
- Exceptional lift.
- It's all in the wrist.
Hmm.
Oh, Henry.
- I think I should, uh...
- I think you should...
Peter, you look gorgeous.
- Lucy, you'll fill out some day.
- Thanks.
- And who is this?
- This is Alex. She's a friend of ours.
We take Psych together.
Doug Kenney, Chagrin Falls, Ohio.
Alex Garcia-Mata.
A lot of vowels. You know, they are
the most sensual of letters.
I did not know that.
So, this is the super-secret castle
I've heard so much about?
Would you like to see the dungeon?
- Don't worry, you'll be fine.
- Reasonably.
"Does sex sell magazines?" Huh.
The answer, by the way, is yes.
That's how we afford
Spree-tay?
You don't have to try so hard
to impress me.
Oh.
If I was trying to impress you,
I would just do this.
Oh, my God. That is horrible.
I learned that from my mom.
It's a true story.
- Wow.
- You guys should meet.
- Yeah, maybe sometime.
- I would like that.
You're not really a preppy, are you?
You're not a hippie, either.
Well, I'm both.
- I'm a prippy.
- Mmm.
I think what you are is a kid
from Chagrin Falls, Ohio,
who borrowed his roommate's tuxedo
to look like he grew up
on the Upper East Side.
You do? Well, that is...
exactly right. Yeah.
No, you nailed it, in fact.
Well, you wear it well.
I hate to interrupt your mating ritual,
but we're about to be adulated upstairs.
- And I know how you feel about adulation.
- Oh, remind me how I feel?
- You like it.
- Oh, I love adulation.
- You love it.
We call this
the William Randolph Hearst staircase.
- It's named after John Updike.
- Here they are!
Super-sirs, special guests.
As you know, the parodies that Doug
and Henry have been churning out
have paid for everything
you drunks are enjoying here tonight.
So it is my honor to unveil their latest,
with apologies to JRR Tolkien,
hot off the presses,
Bored of the Rings!
- They wrote a book?
- And all of their term papers.
And some of mine.
So, I'm guessing like a speech
would be in order at this point.
- Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech!
- That's enough. That's enough.
Little bit more than that though
because I get...
Yeah, that's enough. That's enough. Okay.
What is it about filling 200 pages
with atrocious Lord of the Rings puns
that feels so right and yet Saur-on?
I'm sorry, once I start punning
about these little guys,
it's tough to kick the hobbit.
That was bad,
but we only have our elves to blame.
wanting more... dor.
Pretty good. It was pretty good.
Or fantastic.
That's what I call a book party.
Things get crazy
when the jackets come off.
Hmm?
Jackets. Book jackets?
That's the kind of joke that would
slay 'em at the legion hall back home.
- That's what you call a book party.
- That's what I call a book party.
- If the book is How to Ruin a Castle.
- No, it's not.
We had a fine run here, you and I.
You got in.
Columbia? Georgetown?
Both. All of them.
I guess law school's
not that hard to get into.
Yeah. I'm almost done
with my applications, too.
Just need to find a pen, paper.
is rolling to a halt.
I'm gonna miss this place.
- Hmm.
- Yeah.
I said I just need to find a pen, Mom.
Doug, this is serious.
You didn't apply anywhere?
For the love of Christ.
- I've been busy. I did write a book.
- Most of a book.
Well, Henry helped... with the spelling.
Uh, did you like it?
- She didn't read it.
- The book? Yes, it's very nice.
Um...
Interesting cover.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- Loves the cover.
- How is Henry?
- He's going to law school, that's how.
- Henry's okay.
We were supposed to hang out today,
but he got arrested. Arson again.
It's the gentleman's crime.
- What?
- I have to bail him out.
- Doug, is that a joke?
- Doug, is that a joke?
Here, give me this. Give me this.
- Doug.
- Hey, Dad.
- What'd you think of the book?
- He didn't read it.
It's very nice. Listen.
You got a month till graduation,
and we're still waiting to hear.
Do you have any kind of plan?
I mean, we spent a lot of money
to get what? An English degree?
Harvard education
and you throw it all away.
What's your plan, Doug?
We can't take care of you anymore.
There's a war going on. You want
to wait to get picked in the draft?
Or do you want to graduate Harvard
and then move back home,
teach tennis with me at the club?
If I teach, do I have to wear shorts?
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