Review: One of my favorite John Travolta movies where he plays the angel, Michael, visiting Earth for one last trip from Heaven. While Travolta always overacts in his villain roles, he is perfect when he gets to glide along as a charismatic protagonist with his charm. William Hurt plays the weary tabloid reporter who is eager to get the angel back to Chicago for a photo shoot while Michael is more interested in the sightseeing along the road. Andie MacDowell always seems to pick the right projects as she is in several of my favorite films.
Quotes:
"That is a genuine angel. Huey discovered it."
"Is it for real?"
"Absolutely."
"You're gonna go get me this angel?"
"That's exactly what we're going to do."
"We'll put it on the front page, BOLD! Some white fluffy clouds... a drift of sky... and some musical notes... YES!"
"Poetry."
"Don't play with me, Quinlan. You really are going to fetch me this angel for Christmas... or... I fire the two of you."
"Last night we were discussing your wings. Would you mind if I took a closer look?"
"Let them look at your wings, Michael. They're from the National Mirror."
"They're not bad... Would you mind if I touched?"
"I'd rather you didn't."
"We'd like to take a look to see how you have these things attached."
"Why don't you pull on your pecker and see how that's attached?"
"Watch your language, mister."
"Pecker? An angel that says pecker."
"I just thought..."
"Halos? Inner light?"
"Yes!"
"I'm not that kind of angel."
"What kind of angel are you?"
"Michael is an archangel. He battled Lucifer and threw him out of Heaven. Revelations 12, verse 7."
"That was a long time ago."
"He smote a bank for me."
"On one condition, you'll owe me something."
"Money? Yeah, I can't quote a figure, but there'll be plenty of money, I promise you that. Once the world sees pictures of these babies..."
"No. You'll owe me an apology."
"An apology, for what? Yeah. Sure, I apologize. Whatever."
"Not now. When I say so."
"Michael, we are not stopping."
"You have ten seconds to change your mind. Ten hippopotamus... nine hippopotamus... eight hippopotamus... seven hippopotamus... six hippopotamus... five hippopotamus... four hippopotamus... THREE, TWO ONE!"
{POP}
"There is no jack. Of course there is no jack."
"Just ask him to fix it. He blew it. He can fix it."
"Fix this tire! Come back here and fix this tire!"
"No can do."
"It's cookies, he smells like cookies, and the smell gets stronger when he's in heat."
"We're here, Michael. Look up."
"The Sears Tower in Chicago is the world's tallest building. It stand's 1,454 feet above street level, contains enough concrete for an eight lane highway."
"Quinlan, I'm so sorry. I didn't do what I came for. I didn't finish. I'm so sorry. Goodbye."
"Goodbye, Michael."
"Thanks for letting me have a little fun."
"You know, Pansy, I invented marriage."
"Oh Michael?"
"Well, I did. Before that, you should have seen it. Everybody was so mixed up that they didn't know what to do. So I said, 'Have a ceremony'."
5 out of 5 Stars
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