Let's Be the 1978 Movie "Foul Play"

I'm your shame at being sexually attracted to a young Chevy Chase.

I have a soft spot for this film. It's far more entertaining than it has the right to be. And yes......young Chevy Chase! And young Brian Dennehy!!

I’m the Japanese couple in the back of the limo.

“Kojak! Bang, bang!”

I'm Billy Barty. "Beware of the dwarf."

I'm the dirty words placed on the scrabble board by those nasty old ladies. I don't require a hyphen.

I'm one tough mama.

I'm the Tax the Churches League.

I’m the long meandering PCH drive in the yellow Beatle opening credits backed by a Barry Manilow song that launches a thousand car commercials of the future.

I'm the blow up doll floating out of Dudley Moore's closet.

I am tenor Enrico di Giuseppe, member of the New York City Opera, who played Nanki-Poo in the performance of "The Mikado" near the end of the film!

I'm the cape on the bride's maid dress that, once removed, allows the wearer to go for a night on the town.

I'm the punch of power. Crunch. Right in the nuts.

I'm Dudley Moore's Murphy Bed.

I'm screenwriter Colin Higgins who also wrote Harold and Maude. One of the many talented gay men cut down by AIDS.

I'm the rat poison waiting for Rachel Roberts once she gets a look at herself in this lame movie.

I'm Goldie's saggie little titties. This is the last time I should have been seen but unfortunately I will make reappearances decades after

Gotta hand it to Goldie Hawn. She always had incredible sexual chemistry with her leading men, Chevy Chase. Burt Reynolds, Armand Assante, Steve Martin, Warren Beatty, Mel Gibson, and of course, Kurt Russell. I suspect she fucked them all and more power to her.

I’m the Dwarf. Beware of me

I'm the albino. No one has mentioned me yet?

I'm so pale I didn't show up.

I'm Arizona Highways magazine. One of the dirty-minded old Scrabble ladies just read an interesting article in me.

I'm the brass knuckles and can of mace in Stella's purse.

I'm the Wallace Shawn look-alike mouthing the words to "Three Little Maids From School" from the side of the stage who slaps his hands on his face in shock when the wrong curtain comes down revealing the dead albino on it.

I'm the Joyce DeWitt look-alike at the party in the beginning who tells Goldie Hawn that she needs to shake her booty.

I'm Esme, the pet snake, hissing at the box of cigarettes.

I'm Marilyn Sokol, brilliant as usual playing the busy-body "ethnic" best friend/co-worker, still waiting for my big break.

I'm Goldie's yellow VW convertible that she drives along the coast at the beginning of the movie.

I'm the dwarf who gets beaten to a pulp by Goldie.

I would never be in this movie today.

Was the dwarf a metaphor?

I'm the coke Chevy Chase snorts on his houseboat to show how hip and cool he is for the era.

I also would never be in this movie today.

I'm Luigi, and I'm suing the SFPD for destroying my restaurant on its grand opening day.

I'm the cigarettes.

WHET Marilyn Sokol? She disappeared after this movie.

I'm Goldie's umbrella. I save her multiple times.

[quote]I'm Esme, the pet snake, hissing at the box of cigarettes.

You stole my bit!

It's ridiculous the things that gets seared in our minds.

I'm the $5 I spent in 1978 for admission to see this film at the Sutton Theater on East 57th Street Manhattan, plus the $2 for popcorn and soda.

I'm Stella. And I don't like to be messed.

I'm the fake title of the Alan Ladd movie where Goldie gets popcorn dowsed in blood.

I'm "H.M.S. Pinafore", and my backdrop does NOT belong in "The Mikado".

I'm Bruce Solomon, who anticipated a nice showbiz career after scoring in 'Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman', but instead this minor role as the hitchhiker who was soon murdered is the best he ever did, and nothing much happened to him afterward.

I'm the seductive Barry Manilow instrumental "Ready To Take A Chance Again" on the soundtrack only in the 70's would this happen.

The summer of 1978 was overloaded with hit movies from Paramount with "Foul Play", "Grease" and "Heaven Can Wait". My theater had them all at the same time, and I would sneak into the other theaters afterwards to see the other movies over again.

I'm Gloria's yellow VW convertible driving along Highway 1 as Barry Manilow sings "Ready to Take a Chance Again."

I would later recreate this when I got older and visited SF.

I'm San Francisco, still reeling from the murders of Mayor Moscone and Supervisor Milk the same year, feeling very thankful that this film has boosted my image,

I'm the hot "far out" cowboy whose truck gets hijacked by Goldie and Chevy.

Dammit, r45! You beat me to it!

I’m Delia Darrow. Not Miss Casswell

GodDAMN ain’t Time a motherfucker.

I'm Anna Madrigal, going home and smoking a home rolled joint after witnessing the hysterically funny speeding car that crashed into an Italian restaurant. It reminded me of seeing a big nosed woman and a handsome guy with glasses six years before going down the hill riding on an ice cream cart.

I’m Mr. Cyril Magnin, ancient San Francisco socialite extraordinaire. I play the Pope!

R50 Didn't I used to see you holding court at the Elephant Walk?

I'm Charles Bennett who co-wrote the story from which Michael Hayes did the script for Hitchcock's "The Man Who Knew Too Much", of which "Foul Play" is a transparent knock-off.

So many big budget comedies of the 1970s had to involve a big vehicular crash.

"Honey, will you go see this romantic comedy with me? It stars Goldie Hawn and that new Chevy Chase guy!"

"Only if there's a good smash-up in it!"

I'm R43 and I'm too self absorbed to read all the way up to R27.

R53 I’m the restaurant that they inevitably crash into, and all the customers scream in a panic and run away.

I’m also the plop plop fizz fizz jingle that plays when Goldie first gets attacked at her apt (by Whitie Jackson).

I’m the man with the scar aka Scarface. I did not star as Bernie in Weekend At Bernie’s and its sequel although I look just like Terry Kiser

Looking at her wiki R33, it appears she worked very steadily until the early 90's at which point she probably retired.

Looks like mostly voice work, which if I were an actor, I'd probably prefer.

Scarface was Don Calfa who actually played a hitman in Weekend at Bernie's. He's also known for the cult classic Return of the Living Dead.

A poster here blew my mind when they informed me Marilyn Sokol was the voice of the little girl in this Sesame Street song

I'm Gloria's address - 430 Vallejo - that she gives to the operator after she stabs the man with the scar with her knitting needles.

And yes, 430 Vallejo is the actual address of the actual building in the movie. .

I'm the shit that's really hit the fan.

I'm Burgess Meredith's (the super) lovingly cluttered and kitschy apartment; comes stocked with Esme as previously mentioned. I want it.

I'm quite the shock Gloria gets when she pulls a book from the stack in the library and sees the albino staring back at her.

Marilyn Sokol went on to play another "ethnic" busy-body/best friend in Can't Stop the Music the following year.

Loved her!

I’m Mrs Monk (Irene Tedrow). Now I know DL loves me. I’m in two your favorites: Foul Play and Mandingo.

I'm the "Hi, guy!" guy, Chuck McCann, as the horny movie theatre manager.

R66 I'm the wienies that the theater usherette is going to warm up after Gloria interrupts her sexy time with the theater manager.

I’m the hellhole where the mind is bound and the spirit is shackled.

I'm the golden curling chest hairs on Chevy Chase's young luscious nipples. You know you tune into this silly film every time just to see me.

I'm Chevy's Sausalito houseboat that isn't nearly as much fun as Goldie's North Beach apartment.

I'm Dudley Moore. I fucking STOLE the movie from Goldie and was she PISSED.

I'm the floor of the cab where the two Kojak loving Japanese tourists ends up on and emerge from still laughing.

I'm Lombard Street. I'm always in movies set in San Francisco where there's a car chase.

I’m the St. Mary’s Drum Corps beating out “La Cucaracha” on drums and Glockenspiels in Chinatown during the chase scene.

Oh, wait, wrong chase scene, wrong 70s romantic comedy set in San Francisco.

I'm the hills above Aquatic Park where Gloria and Stella take their lunch break from the public library. It would take them 45 minutes to walk to me from the library.

We are the Three Little MAIIIIIIIIDS from School!

I’m Ready to Take a Chance Again.

I'm the singles bar with the citronella candles on the table that Gloria runs into as "Copacabana" plays.

I am character actor Eugene Roche, excellent as always in the dual role as the archbishop and his evil twin. Everyone recognizes me on the screen, but no one ever remembers my name. I'm straight, but not hot enough for Dataloungers to care...

I'm the 15 extra minutes of running time that keeps this very good, very fun movie from being a great movie with a serious cult following.

Why isn't this streaming anywhere???

I'm the maid, getting my feet scraped.

I’m Farrah fawcett, I was offered this movie plus a larger percentage of the merchandise profits if I agreed to stay on Charlie’s angels. I turned it down and instead quit this show, got sued and did 3 really shitty movies. My career never recovered.

R82 That's Seems Like Old Times, the other Goldie-Chevy movie.

[quote] I'm the Joyce DeWitt look-alike at the party in the beginning who tells Goldie Hawn that she needs to shake her booty.

Ironically you are not played by actress Janet Wood, who plays the weenie roasting usherette.

I’m the microfilm. Every 70s comedy/mystery involved me, even a 3 part train espionage episode of Laverne & Shirley.

(And also Silver Streak, another Colin Higgins movie)

I'm the late and much lamented New York City Opera, mentioned several times above, whose production of The Mikado was featured. I died due to the extreme financial mismanagement of my board of directors and no one was ever held responsible.

I'm the goods that help Goldie get out of scrapes. The little device that starts beeping like the car alarm, the brass knuckles and the mace, right in the face of the Tor Johnson lookalike.

I'm the last notes on the "Charge!" music that hit a sour downbeat when Dudley Moore's efforts to seduce what he considers a "10" fail.

I'm the needles - not narcotics. Knitting.

I'm eavesdropping. I'm not nice.

I'm the Pope's Papal ring delightfully tapping out the rhythms of Sullivan's wonderful score to The Mikado.

I'm the weed. You know what they say, cops have the best stuff.

[quote]I'm the maid, getting my feet scraped.

You're in the wrong film.

I'm the film editor, getting chills when I cleverly arrange the dramatic twist in "Ready to Take a Chance Again" to the helicopter shot that suddenly reveals the Golden Gate bridge in the distance.

I'm the really clever opening scene that manages to incorporate religion, murder, a doppelganger, and opera all at once.

R79, I went to junior high and high school with Eugene Roche's kids. They were all very nice. Their mother was a loon. I don't think they had much respect for their father. But he really was a great character actor.

Still can't believe this isn't streaming on any of the major services.

I also tried to find Bullets Over Broadway, and I don't see it anywhere either.

Let’s not!

I'm Harrison Ford, I was offered the lead by screenwriter and director Colin Higgins. In real life he knows me because I'm his carpenter. He really wanted me for the part, but I said no.

I'm Tim Conway, I was offered the role of Stanley but turned it down. It was then given to then-unknown Dudley Moore.

I'm Bruce Solomon, who typified the oddly handsome Jewish guy look of the 1970s. I would later go on to star in Lanigan's Rabbi, an interesting miniseries.

Foul Feces

I'm the fight scene between Burgess Meredith and Rachel Roberts that stole the movie.