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Trading Places 1983

A snobbish investor and a wily street con artist find their positions reversed as part of a bet by two callous millionaires...

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116 min
John Landis
Dan Aykroyd, Sunnie Merrill, James Eckhouse, ...

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Solar rating:8.8 /10


Imdb rating: 7.5 /10

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@schecter I know right? 30 years plus!
@James_Dean is one those oddball classics. It should not be funny at all....yet it is.

Weird stuff!
@schecter LOL! now I have to watch it right now. darn you! ;) ! I saw it when I was about 14 (almost 15) or so in the theater. We took my dad for his 36th B-day on June 10th, 1983. (with my folks and I/we've seen it probably 50 plus times since that 30 plus years! This movie and Stripes! Ha ha! I love when he's in jail and he says "I'm a kung fu man, I bruise on the inside!" So funny! Thanks for reminding me of this great film @schecter :)
I don’t know why I was thinking of this today, but I had to give it another look....and it was worth it.

It still holds up after 30+ years.
One of the best caper comedies ever made.
My favorite movie EVER, if you haven't seen it it's a must watch!!!!!!
What an awesome funny flick!
Quality comedic slant on racism and just as relevant today as its premiere.

"It aint cool being no jive turkey so close to Thanksgiving."

Wish Murphy and Akroyd had done a sequel.
One of my favorite comedies in the whole entire world!!! 10/10★ All hands down one of the funniest comedies on the planet. I grew up on this movie as a kid. Seriously I know this movie word from word from the beginning to the end. My favorite part is every part of it! :)★
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I'm becoming too misanthropic for my own good. Perhaps to the point where I am starting to alientate people. It seems as though I don't approve of anyone anymore. Sure, I meet people I like, but I've become so selective. What gives me the right to do that? But some people are just so unbearable, I can't help but sit there silent for fear that I might say something that isn't so pleasing. This is where my apathy comes in and I become really calm. Ironically enough, apathy seems to be free me and release me into my own parallel indifferent universe. I quote Saint Simon, by The Shins, "The cruel uneventful state of apathy releases me". It seems as though I don't know my own crowd, and the crowd that I think I belong to doesn't exist. That is not to say I'm particularly unique, I just don't share common interests with many people I've met here. I think I put too much emphasis on interests and taste. It shouldn't be long until I deem everyone in adequate. I hope I stop being such an asshole soon. Friday night (oh, and be away, this is probably going to sound reminiscent to teen-angst livejournal entry. Cringe now and get it out of your system), my roommate, a friend of ours, this girl who is friends with my roommate, but I don't care for, and I, decided to go see The Incredibles, since my roommate had his car so conveniently at school for the weekend. We saw the movie, we all enjoyed it, and we were all fuckin' starving afterwards. There was a pseudo-retro (we'll, it seemed as so from the outside) diner nearly adjacent to the theater, but it was not attached physically, it just seemed as if it was the next destination for most hungry moviegoers who don't care to pay for six dollar popcorn drenched in yellow chemical sludge (you can cringe again here). We, however, did not take the calling diner up on it's offer, and decided to pick up two others girls from back at school instead and go get something to eat elsewhere. After picking up the girls (one who I also don't particularly care for and one who is charmingly innocuous), we headed down the main road (creatively titled City Ave.) looking for a place to eat. There were suggestions thrown around in the crownded car, yet none we put into effect. We finally reached the end of City Ave. and we hadn't reached a majority. My roommate decided to just keep on driving (quite precariously, I might add) even though we were not sure where his next stop would be. I look to the right, out the window, and notice that we are driving past the Philadelphia Art Museum...we are going into downtown Philadelphia (also known as 'Center City'). I don't mind seeing as how I love the city, but others in the car didn't bring enough money with them to eat at a great place like some others of us would have hoped. We drove all the way to South 2nd and Market St. (the only place I know well due to the arthouses located there which I have begun to frequent) looking for a place to eat. Then we drove around looking for a spot, then we drove around looking for a place to eat, then a parking spot, then a place to eat (continue irritatingly repetative motions for another 15 minutes). Finally, my roommate gave up and paid twenty dollars to park in a lot for an hour and a half. Almost every restaurant had a wait, and everyone was being too picky (myself included). It was very cold and we began to grow just as bitter as the weather. We all started bitching, with some people (read: alcholics) just wishing that they were drunk at that moment, and the whole time I knew in the back of my mind a perfect place to settle all disputes. The problem was that I did NOT want to go to this place. I decided to, as the euphemism goes, take one for the team, and tell them that we could just go eat at Cosi, but in my head I wasn't entirely happy about it. I've been to Cosi twice already, and it is the exact type of place I would avoid while being in a big city. If you've been there, I'm sure you know what I mean. Anyway, I got lost going there (my sense of direction is awful, and to tell you the truth, I have no idea how I got lost because I've flawlessly walked that walk about 5 times). Needless to say, no one was very happy, especially considering the chilly weather conditions. We finally arrived (after back-tracking a couple of blocks) and it was crowded, and they only had two small tables availabe at the moment. We broke up into two groups and I got stuck with the girls I said I didn't care for and the common sense-less, yet unintentionally funny, airhead, who is undeniably likeable. Anyway, our lame confabulation didn't interest me at all but I couldn't help but overhear (okay...eavesdrop on) the table of six twentysomethings behind me. Their conversation sounded so interesting, like something I might have with my brother when I visit him in NYC. They weren't talking about anything particularly intellectual, but they were talking about SOMETHING, which was more than I could say about the gossip and giggles that perversed my "conversation" with the cheerleaders. They were talking about the economy, politics, and literature and I just wanted to abandon my table, adjust my seat in their direction, and join in as if I had been part of their discussion the whole time. Is it bad if I can't stand the meaningless banter that makes up most verbal exchanges? I know one must have small talk in order to get a conversation started, so why do I let my hate for small talk get in the way? Why am I in such a rush to GROW up? I'm guessing I'll never find these answers, but it is worth asking them for some day I just might. Damn...I need to see some rotten movies so I don't look like such a pushover. It was much to my surprise that Birth wasn't an unintentionally funny mess. I expected to roll my eyes frequently, but it was actually quite emotionally intense at times. I give the cast and crew credit for taking material that could easily become laughable by nature, and keeping it interesting and slightly believeable for what it is. Speaking of the cast, I thought Nicole Kidman was quite excellent as was much of the supporting cast, but the young boy's performance was ruined by bad direction. He delivers his lines with a dreary mutter, almost as if the director thought he would seem more adult that way (as OppressedWriter said, he was "Sean of the Dead"). Instead, it hurts the films believeablity. Excuses can be made for the somewhat jaded characters motivations when considering the events that were occuring. The film, which is beautiful in the fact that it is both aesthetically pleasing and gorgeously reserved, seems to have mistaken lack of information for subtlety. The ending, while not being entirely plausible, was strangely satisfying. I must say that the film does not hold up upon reflection, but for a Sunday Matinee film, it fit the bill. Birth isn't dead upon arrival, it is dead upon contemplation. B- My roommate told me that I HAD to watch Trading Places last night, telling me that it was a "classic". To my surprise, it wasn't bad. The cast is adequately funny (Eddie Murphy can be irritatingly annoying at times, but he didn't bother me much here) and the movie has an interesting enough concept. I didn't think the movie was particularly hilarious, and since it wasn't non-stop laughs, I would have rather had them go deeper into the nurture vs. nature and racist themes it promised in the beginning. It seemed to balance it's plot and comedy a little too well. The movie covers some ground, but it isn't willing enough to fully explore either. Regardless, it was a brezzy two hours that were predictably enjoyable enough. B- I rewatched Say Anything..., which I hadn't seen it in about 2 years, and although some scenes stuck out in my mind, I didn't recall the sum of the film. So I threw it in my Netflix queue. I really liked it, just as I remembered I had. It certainly is one of the best romantic comedies. I can't recommend it to my friends enough. Considering the somewhat melodramatic subplot, the film doesn't become heavy handed or let the subplot interfere and take control, yet adds insight into the primary narrative. It is the simple touches in the movie. They aren't so much subtle nuances, they are basic and sweet, just like Lloyd (the simple letter, the glass, the pen). The movie is a bit obvious at times and has a predictable trajectory (it IS a romantic comedy after all), but it's enjoyablity has almost blinded me from focusing on these rather slight flaws. B+ For being as much of a Pixar fan as I am, for some reason, I am oddly not shocked at the fact that I didn't absolutely LOVE The Incredibles. Sure, I thought it was very good and it was at its strongest when showing the mundane with a superhero spin on it. The action seens are fun and seem to whiz by, yet I did not get the amount of satisfaction out of some scenes as I might have wished to. Compared to past Pixar films, the movie had more action and less comedy (which was pretty adult at parts). All of the characters are at least fundamentally interesting, yet I can't help but feel like Samuel L. Jackson's character was underused, and felt somewhat tacked on. I still think it is superlative family entertainment. B+ I sure know the people who wouldn't shut the HELL up behind me were fully enjoying. Yes, it was not a very pleasant theater experience, but I was able to focus on the movie mostly, so I don't think it directly marred the film. The funny thing is, you would think it was a little kid screaming or crying that would be the big problem (there was one kid, but the parents hushed him immediately; I don't know how and I don't want to know how), but was a couple of "grown" adults. I put grown in quotation marks around grown because they obviously weren't intellectually mature enough to know that they should not exercise their vocal chords during a film. I seriously think that before animated features, the audience should be given a list of the cast who provide the voices for the characters with a filmography of each. Not for my benefit, but for the frustrated lady who was sitting directly behind me (whose frustration seemed to rub off onto me). She spent the first 15 minutes trying to figure out "Where she knew those voices from". And, I was in luck if I ever missed a humourous line, because about 4 people sitting around me felt the obligation to constantly repeat the line 5 seconds after it was said, and then proceed to say, "That was a funny line". "Yes, little parrot, I'm aware you found it amusing". Gah...some people. Coincidentally, I rated and reviewed the films from worst to best. The Incredibles is a very strong 8. Oh, and I'm in love with iTunes. I shall leave you with that. Now I need to go get my laundry out of the dryer (where it has been for two hours) and take a shower.
Trading Places: 7/10
trading places :fresh: 80's comdeys were diffent from todays ,such as this one creative at least for it's time is almost unlimited ,this movie has such a great idea and runs with it thry take a poor black man and a rich white guy and trade palces with them to see if the rich guy takes to crime ,aside from that the actors are all top notch jamie lee cutis,eddie murphy and dan adcward were at their prime in this movie ,and aside from that this movie is so funny i found myself laughing out loud a couple of times which most of todays comedy cant do -see this movie -8-:fresh: zero
Trading Places (1983) Eddie Murphy's second big movie. This is one of the movies that is not only a hilarious comedy of an adult nature, but also a great revenge movie and teaches you a valuable lesson as well.
A well done comedy
In Philadelphia Pennsylvania, two men on opposite ends of the world are about to collide. Billy Ray Valentine is a homeless conman living on the streets and down on his luck. Louise Winthrop III is a commodities broker making dough through investing other people's commodities. Duke& Duke are the owners of Winthrop's firm. The Duke's make a small bet that people's success is a product of their environment. They conduct this experiment by having Billy Ray move into Winthrop's house, use his butler, and take his job. They frame Winthrop and before he knows it he is fired and living with a prostitute, Ophelia. Once Billy Ray and Winthrop realize that their switch is the product of a minuscule bet, they decide it is time for retribution. "Didn't I tell you the phone in my limousine is busted and I can't get a hold of my bitches?""Yeah, the phone in the limousine is busted. What is you, ignorant?" John Landis, director of Coming to America, Oscar, Innocent Blood, Beverly Hills Cop III, Three Amigos, Spies Like Us, Twilightzone: The Movie, Michael Jackson's Thriller, An American Werewolf in London, Blues Brothers, and Animal House, directs Trading Places. Landis does a great job of creating both Murphy and Aykroyd's characters. He utilizes magnificent environments, setting, and props; none better then the initial scene with the Dukes in their early eighties Roles Royce which contains a computer that displays the stock market and two telephones. The storyline is also fantastic and executed perfectly by Landis. "It was all because of this terrible negro." I enjoyed the Vietnam vet scene, the Santa Suite in the buffet line scene, the salmon eating scene with a side of fake beard, the floor scene at the stock market, and the costume scene in the train car. I also enjoyed Jamie Lee Curtis character, and Coleman the butlers character. The dog scene, followed by the rain was brilliant. I also believe this is Murphy's third best overall film after Coming to America and Harlem Nights. "You know you can't just go around shooting people in the knee caps with a double barrel shot gun?""Why not?""It's called assault with a deadly weapon. You can get 20 years for that shit." Trading Places is one of the more underrated Christmas films. People forget this film come holiday time. People think of films like Christmas Story, Christmas Vacation, and the Grinch and forget about greats like Gremlins, Trading Places, Die Hard 1 & 2, and The Ref. As stated above, I place this film just behind Coming to America and Harlem Nights in terms of Murphy's outstanding film resume; that would make this film a must own even if you have never seen it. "It's Lionel Joseph." Grade: A
I'm going to go ahead and dub this a classic. That's what it is, goddamn it
A few more movies viewd recently. I'm really catching up on them now.The Crow. O Brother, Where Art Thou?. Trading Places. From Dusk Till Dawn. The Cable Guy (underrated).
Trading Places I had never seen this before and was pleasantly surprised...not by the comedy, which I actually found kind of a letdown throughout. I was very surprised by how poignant the film was with its message about the whole '80s "me culture". It actually said a lot about the selfishness and greed of the times. Of course, these same things have been said time and time again since then, and in much better ways, but still, for a comedy that I had expected to be basic fluff entertainment, it was fairly intelligent. The scenes in the law firm with the rich, shallow, artisocratic characters reminded me of American Psycho - albeit a little more played out. Would have been great to have Patrick Bateman pop out and kill someone with an axe. Overall it had a few funny parts...the scene where Dan Aykroyd is on the bus, drunk, in a Santa Claus costume and he pulls an entire salmon out of his coat and starts chewing on it made me bust a gut. However, I just didn't find it as funny as it could have been. Still, an enjoyable movie. 6