Let's be the movie, Barfly (1987)

I’m Faye Dunaway throwing shit at and harassing the little “fairies” who worked as PAs.

I'm the scabby make-up on Mickey Rourke's lip and knuckles.

I’m one of Faye Dunaway’s floor salads!

I'm obviousness....

.....macho.....laaaadieees man....

I'm Wilbur Evans, the cuckold.

I'm green corn.

I'm hatred.

It's the only thing that lasts.

I'm a plastic surgeon, telling Faye she could use a little work, just a little.

I'm Faye's supposed comeback that wasn't.

"No maraschino cherries - ever!"

[quote] I'm a plastic surgeon, telling Faye she could use a little work, just a little.

I'm Mickey Rourke's face, back when it needed makeup to look swollen and beat up.

To all my friends!!!

Barfly was a good comeback movie for both Faye and Mickey - I love the scene where he lets a big fart.

I can't wait for the Broadway musical version - "Drinkypoos!".

Yikes! This movie needs a bath, no a long shower.

I am the dimwit who thinks the title is an adverb that means “in a vomit-like way.”

I'm the people who Faye hates.

I'm a little homosexual boy PA. The AIDS epidemic scares me less than Faye.

Did Faye upset some gay snowflake on the set of Barfly?

Please elaborate.

I'm Faye's naked boobs, making our last public appearances.

I'm Charles Bukowski as an extra, drinking in the bar. I'm on screen for about five seconds.

I'm the Royal Palms apartment building, now a rehab facility.

I'm Charles Bukowski, pretentious working class drunken poet extraordinaire, bitching about how Mickey Rourke's performance didn't mirror his own personality.

(Personally, I love what Mickey did with this role.)

I'm Alice Krige, whose career never really took off...but never really went away, either.

Alice Krige went on to play Joan Collins?!

I'm the ambulance guys in L.A. with thick Brooklyn accents.

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? WHY DID MICKEY ROARKE FUCK WITH HIS FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He was so beautiful!!! (As I collapse on my velvet fainting couch, as Javier, my "intern" houseboy, fans my exposed genitals (the risk of fainting in a caftan) and hurls glassfuls of "moderately priced" bourbon in my face to revive me!) I NEVER drink the cheap stuff! I wasn't born in a trailer park! (Technically, when it's "double wide" it's a Mobile Home) And as he performs "mouth-to-mouth/ tongue-to-tongue/ ass-to-mouth resuscitation-- Wait. what was I saying-?

Fuck Trump! This little latin powder puff ain't goin nowhere!!!

Didn't Rourke try to be a professional boxer after his acting career cooled?

I'm the horrifyingly realistic dirty gray underwear that Rourke's character wears. This visual sears into the memory of many who watched this movie, and never ever leaves.

2 drunks kissing in a bar.

Faye showing off when she still had good legs.

Faye looks like a typical floozie smoking and drinking in a bar.

I'm Leon Spinks!

I'm a blood-crusted undershirt.

I'm artsy-fartsy angry prose that hints at being vaguely deep, but means nothing at all...

"Humanity.

You never had it.

From the beginning."

I'm another movie that that no one has heard of that has Faye Dunaway in it.

I'm Faye's anticipated Oscar nomination.

Was this the same year that Sally Kirland was nominated?

I'm the dirt on the bottom of Faye's feet in the photo/scene at r32.

I'm the opening (and closing) theme song.

And the cool jazzy soundtrack in general.

I'm the job as maitre d', at Musso and Frank's.

I'm a fifth of whiskey. If a man came along with me, Wanda would go with him.

That’s Sherry Vine, R26.

I'm a cage with golden bars.

I'm the flashing Pegasus sign at the Mobil gas station across the street, which Wanda mistakes for an angel while in a drunken stupor.

I'm Grandma Moses. I'm a cheap whore but nobody in the neighborhood can swallow paste like I can.

Thank you, OP. I love this movie.

I'm the suspended disbelief that Alice Kreig's character would find the blood-crusted Henry remotely attractive enough to have sex with as soon as she brings him home.

I'm a sloppy, drunken fist fight over a vague sense of masculine honor.

I'm Amazon Prime, where you can watch Barfly now!

I'm a seedy part of L.A.

I'm class.

Wanda has me, and Henry noticed.

I'm the neighbor's food pantry, which Henry raids in a drunken state of starvation.