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Auteur:  juLILO [ 13 Mar 2007, 17:10 ]
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The Xcapist a écrit:
Dans un genre radicalement différent j'aime aussi beaucoup celui-ci, du Tarantino pur jus.

"He put himself in the position where he was going to have to do ten years in prison, that's what he did. If you know Beaumont, you know there ain't no goddamn way he gonna do ten years. And if you know that, you know that Beaumont is gonna do anything Beaumont can to keep from doing them ten years, including telling the federal government any, and every motherfucking thing about my black ass.
Now that, my friend, is a clear cut case of him or me, and you best believe, it ain't gonna be me."


Ordell/Samuel L. Jackson in "Jackie Brown".


Yep... Dans les Tarantino j'aime bien celui de O'Ren Ishii dans Kill Bill I aussi...

Auteur:  jiko [ 13 Mar 2007, 18:58 ]
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Gerry a écrit:
La chute de Thèbes par Casey Affleck (Gerry)


Celui là me fascine.

Auteur:  Arnotte [ 13 Mar 2007, 20:18 ]
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jiko a écrit:
Gerry a écrit:
La chute de Thèbes par Casey Affleck (Gerry)


Celui là me fascine.

A fond... (comme le film entier)

hal5 a écrit:
Et puis il y a le fameux monologue d'Edward Norton dans La 25eme Heure, avec son parterre de fuck.

Pourquoi n'y ai-je pas pensé plus tôt? Et le FUCK sonne tellement bien dans sa bouche..

Do not FUCK with us.

Auteur:  The Xcapist [ 13 Mar 2007, 23:17 ]
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hal5 a écrit:
Et puis il y a le fameux monologue d'Edward Norton dans La 25eme Heure, avec son parterre de fuck.


Ah mais oui!

Pour le plaisir:

"Fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it. Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money, and smiling at me behind my back. Fuck the squeegee men dirtying up the clean windshield of my car. Get a fucking job! Fuck the Sikhs and the Pakistanis bombing down the avenues in decrepit cabs, curry steaming out their pores, stinking up my day. Terrorists in fucking training. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN! Fuck the Chelsea boys with their waxed chests and pumped up biceps. Going down on each other in my parks and on my piers, jingling their dicks on my Channel 35. Fuck the Korean grocers with their pyramids of overpriced fruit and their tulips and roses wrapped in plastic. Ten years in the country, still no speaky English? Fuck the Russians in Brighton Beach. Mobster thugs sitting in cafés, sipping tea in little glasses, sugar cubes between their teeth. Wheelin' and dealin' and schemin'. Go back where you fucking came from! Fuck the black-hatted Chassidim, strolling up and down 47th street in their dirty gabardine with their dandruff. Selling South African apartheid diamonds! Fuck the Wall Street brokers. Self-styled masters of the universe. Michael Douglas, Gordon Gekko wannabe mother fuckers, figuring out new ways to rob hard working people blind. Send those Enron assholes to jail for FUCKING LIFE! You think Bush and Cheney didn't know about that shit? Give me a fucking break! Tyco! Worldcom! Fuck the Puerto Ricans. 20 to a car, swelling up the welfare rolls, worst fuckin' parade in the city. And don't even get me started on the Dom-in-i-cans, 'cause they make the Puerto Ricans look good. Fuck the Bensonhurst Italians with their pomaded hair, their nylon warm-up suits, their St. Anthony medallions, swinging their, Jason Giambi, Louisville slugger, baseball bats, trying to audition for the Sopranos. Fuck the Upper East Side wives with their Hermes scarves and their fifty-dollar Balducci artichokes. Overfed faces getting pulled and lifted and stretched, all taut and shiny. You're not fooling anybody, sweetheart! Fuck the uptown brothers. They never pass the ball, they don't want to play defense, they take five steps on every lay-up to the hoop. And then they want to turn around and blame everything on the white man. Slavery ended one hundred and thirty seven years ago. Move the fuck on! Fuck the corrupt cops with their anus violating plungers and their 41 shots, standing behind a blue wall of silence. You betray our trust! Fuck the priests who put their hands down some innocent child's pants. Fuck the church that protects them, delivering us into evil. And while you're at it, fuck JC! He got off easy! A day on the cross, a weekend in hell, and all the hallelujahs of the legioned angels for eternity! Try seven years in fuckin' Otisville, J! Fuck Osama Bin Laden, Al Qaeda, and backward-ass, cave-dwelling, fundamentalist assholes everywhere. On the names of innocent thousands murdered, I pray you spend the rest of eternity with your seventy-two whores roasting in a jet-fuel fire in hell. You towel headed camel jockeys can kiss my royal Irish ass! Fuck Jacob Elinsky, whining malcontent. Fuck Francis Xavier Slaughtery my best friend, judging me while he stares at my girlfriend's ass. Fuck Naturelle Riviera, I gave her my trust and she stabbed me in the back, sold me up the river, fucking bitch. Fuck my father with his endless grief, standing behind that bar sipping on club sodas, selling whisky to firemen, cheering the Bronx bombers. Fuck this whole city and everyone in it. From the row-houses of Astoria to the penthouses on Park Avenue, from the projects in the Bronx to the lofts in Soho. From the tenements in Alphabet City to the brownstones in Park slope to the split-levels in Staten Island. Let an earthquake crumble it, let the fires rage, let it burn to fucking ash and then let the waters rise and submerge this whole rat-infested place."

Auteur:  Arnotte [ 13 Mar 2007, 23:21 ]
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The Xcapist a écrit:
Pour le plaisir:

Merci.

Il FAUT que je le revoie.

Auteur:  juLILO [ 13 Mar 2007, 23:22 ]
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Arnotte a écrit:
The Xcapist a écrit:
Pour le plaisir:

Merci.

Il FAUT que je le revoie.


Tout pareil... et j'avais oublie qu'il etait aussi long ce monologue en fait... Il est bien...

Auteur:  Chlochette [ 13 Mar 2007, 23:54 ]
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juLILO a écrit:
Arnotte a écrit:
The Xcapist a écrit:
Pour le plaisir:

Merci.

Il FAUT que je le revoie.


Tout pareil... et j'avais oublie qu'il etait aussi long ce monologue en fait... Il est bien...


Il est long et super dur à dire, aussi. Mais il est très très bien quand même.

Auteur:  Mister Zob [ 14 Mar 2007, 11:24 ]
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jiko a écrit:
L'avant dernière scène de La Maman et la Putain.
"Y'a pas de pute, putain comprends le !".

Mis en musique par Diabologum dans leur 3eme album. Le monologue qui rachète tous les autres monologues.

Voilà. Pas mieux.

Auteur:  rotary [Bot] [ 19 Mar 2007, 11:30 ]
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L'associé du diable, la tirade de Pacino sur Dieu
"Dieu est un proprio qui n'habite pas l'immeuble"

God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's laughin' His sick, fuckin' ass off! He's a tight-ass! He's a SADIST! He's an absentee landlord!

Auteur:  Z [ 19 Mar 2007, 17:34 ]
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Tiens j'ai rematé La jeune fille sur le pont, et même si y a une partie préfabriquée dans ces dialogues, l'ouverture avec Paradis est très chouette.

Auteur:  The Xcapist [ 24 Mar 2007, 14:54 ]
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J'ai eu la BO il n'y a pas quinze jours, et ce monologue ouvre aussi le disque.
Je l'ai bien écouté 10 fois de suite.

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