Showing posts with label dentist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dentist. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Is it safe?

I have a few cavities. I don't like to call them cavities. I like to call them "places to put stuff." Do you know where I can store a pea? Yes, I have some locations available. - Mitch Hedberg

Last time I went to the dentist, I was told I had teeth like the Rock of Gibraltar. Well, over time there was some erosion, and tomorrow I have to go in for some, uh, storage removal.

Since the most famous dentist scene in film history (with the possible exception of the Little Shop of Horrors sequences) is from Marathon Man, I thought it best to show the trailer to that. I've never seen the film, but the book by William Goldman is terrific.



Or would you rather the entire drilling scene?

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Open wide and say AAUUUGHH!

I'm going to the dentist today. I'm not too nervous about it - six months ago I went for the first time in two years, and passed with flying enamel. Still, there's enough squirmy edginess that I need a look at how bad it could be.

And what better place to look than Little Shop of Horrors? (Actually, there is a better place, but I'll save that for the next dental trip.)

The 1960 version, filmed in two days, featured this turn by a pre-fame, pre-bald, post-scenery-chewing Jack Nicholson.



In the 1986 musical, the role was taken by Bill Murray, who, rumor has it, ad-libbed all his dialogue. When that results in the best scene in the movie, who am I to carp?