I don’t know the point of this post, but I woke up early this morning and watched the surreal movie, “Take Mine, She’s Yours” starring Jimmy Stewart. The main conflict is Jimmy’s old-fashioned values v. his daughter’s insane, bat-shit crazy modern ways. She makes cubist art in two-piece bikinis that makes men in cars with fins lose their minds and raise their insurance rates.

Funny thing is, Jimmy Stewart makes an ass of himself as an American in France, getting his picture put on a postage stamp with a Chinese madame. It gets out of control on a boat, nonetheless. Then he realizes his parenting skillz are terrible, thanks to a guy who is dressed like Caesar. Due to several costume malfunctions. The fourth wall is broken when several paparazzi mistake Jimmy Stewart the character for Jimmy Stewart the actor and chase him down in speedboats as his Danny Boone costume comes undone due to him stamping out “cooties” with an overly hot pen tip, much to the chagrin of his soon to be sister in law.

It’s a neat movie in the vein of “North by Northwest” in that 50s values meet 60s cool sorta way. It’s hott, in the whole fuckup daughter meets dad who learns a lesson while learning the ropes, sorta, kinda way. Like a “PG-13″ “Full House” episode in faux French. Like a confused Rosetta Stone blotter dream of a high school freshman circa 1996.

The movie that followed involved Don Knotts going into space when all he wanted was a date with the girl at the hot dog stand. DKnotts smells her scouring pad as if he’s sniffing her… scouring pad. He’s supposed to be an astronaut when, as his momma puts it, he can’t even stand on a chair to reach a jar of marmalade. Hilarity ensues!

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