Quotes: Large Ham

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It pays to overact.
Dot Warner, Animaniacs

Oh, I could get sent to prison for the scenes I'm gonna steal!
Daffy Duck, Looney Tunes short "A Star is Bored"

Sorry, I get carried away.
Magica DeSpell, DuckTales

I may not be a hero, but I can act like one.
Thunderbolt, 101 Dalmatians II: Patch's London Adventure

Titan: This town isn't big enough for two supervillains.
Megamind: Oh, you're a villain alright. Just not a super one!
Titan: Yeah? What's the difference?

Your think pan comes with two settings: "asleep" and "melodrama."
The narrator on Eridan, Be the Sea Dweller Lowblood

The extra "H" stands for Ham-azing!
— Thanatos in Kid Icarus: Uprising, explaining why he changed his name from Tanatos.

Jeff: Don't get too high on your own drama.
Britta: (Suddenly Shouting) HIGH on my own DRAMA?!

Finn: Let's keep the acting subtle. Less is more.
Lumpy Space Princess: NO. WAY.

The Riddler: For if knowledge is power, then a GOD AM *IIIIIII*! [pauses] Was that over the top? I can never tell.

Other choices I can plan ahead of time? SCREAMING ALL MY LINES because I’m really intense AND THE THINGS I’M FEELING are really intense ‘cause I’M AN INTENSE ACTOR!
Cooper Anderson, Glee (who then proceeds to point out Nicolas Cage as an example).

Tim the Enchanter: Follow. But! Follow only if ye be men of valour! For the entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel, that no man yet has fought with it... and lived! BONES of full fifty men lie strewn about its lair! So! Brave knights! If you do doubt your courage or your strength, come nae further, for death awaits you all with nasty, big, pointy teeth... [makes biting motions with his hand]
King Arthur: [aside] What an eccentric performance.

Perrish Cox: Oh WOE IS ME. I fear I have been MORTALLY WOUNDED by the viciousness of the shove I received when James Graham VIOLENTLY and ILLEGALLY threw me to the ground during our sporting endeavors which occurred just yesternoon.
Jimmy Graham: QUIT YOUR MELODRAMATIC BULLCRAP, COX. Everyone who saw that play knows you were FAKING.
Perrish Cox: James? Is... is that you? Good sir, I fear my injuries from the brutal pushing you gave me yesterday have worsened and I may be slipping away from this mortal coil. EVERYTHING IS GOING DARK. TELL MY FAMILY THAT I LOVE THEM.
William Shatner: Man, what a ham that guy is.

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A man will not reach eloquence if he is afraid of bombast just as a man will not jump a hedge if he is afraid of falling in a ditch.

My whole family delighted in Huey Long not for his politics but for his comic speechifying...The Kingfish, as Long was known, began performing when he stepped out of the elevator in the morning and confronted the day in the form of a desk clerk, a meek young man, whom Huey enjoyed lecturing on Success, to the young man's embarrassment. Huey would declaim: "Why, when I was your age I would spend what little idle time I had with an instructive book not that racing form I see that you're now trying to hide. Of course I was not given to late-night dissipation in the fleshpots of the District of Columbia! Oh, you can't hide your ruinous habits from me! I can see by the trembling of your hands what demon rum is doing to you…" The poor clerk was indeed trembling-with terror-as the great voice thundered in his ears and Huey, particularly if an audience had now filled the lobby, would become prayerful as he invoked the lad's aged mother back in Butte, Montana. "I know how each night she prays for your success-on her knees, little suspecting that all those hours that should be golden with study are scarlet with vice…" Tears would fill Huey's eyes on cue as he contemplated that little old lady who had mothered a son so reprobate.
Gore Vidal, Point to Point Navigation

When Ric Flair talks, it matters. You believe it matters. That's why the guy is so fucking awesome: it's because he brings a passion that nobody—nobody—has in the fuckin' WWE. You need look no further than Randy Orton, who is a walking sleeping pill. That guy, he's going for "intense", but he's just so static. He's boring. he talks in a monotone.

"josh matthews. at wrestlemania. i will be. the wee champion."

YAWN. Fucking YAWN! Ric Flair would get in front of that camera, he's like,


That's what that guy brings. You know, watching Ric Flair, that Ric Flair will die for your sins in that ring.
Noah Antwiler on TNA iMPACT 1.29.11

There are three main types of movie nerds. One is an academic stereotype who doesn't talk much. The second is a hilarious weirdo who would be totally popular if he wasn't in a movie script. In Weird Science, Anthony Michael Hall perfected the third: the nerd whose sexual frustration has driven him insane. Hall performs in Weird Science like his captured family will be killed if he's not funny. He packs more manic desperation into his lines than a dry-humping seventh grader. He delivers lines in ways that would make Christopher Walken say, "What a strange WAY to deliver your lines.

I take back everything I said about (Kelsey) Grammar not being the best choice for Beast, because the way he delivers 'ORORO! CHARLES!' like a pirate captain calling for rum is the second-best thing about this movie so far.

So, how about that Nic Cage, huh? At a certain point, soon after the Wicker Man edits hit Youtube, Nic Cage transcended his position as ‘pretty weird guy’ to become the icon of cinematic insanity. Imagine if you will, that Gary Busey was still getting the big roles; all Stonehenge-teeth and bellowed acronyms that make no sense; and in movies that got trailed on TV and opened big at the box office. That’s what’s happening here. Is Cage acknowledging and embracing his own madness? Like the Iron Shiek becoming a cartoon of himself as a springboard to an irony-laced reinvention? Or, like when the studios had some old time movie star with a penchant for murdering call girls, and finally got tired of sweeping the bodies under the rug, is Hollywood accepting that his natural Cageness cannot and should not be covered up any longer? Cage became a thing unto himself, where directors be all “just go be Nic Cage and we’ll roll” like some modern day Klaus Kinski, riding his craziness like a bucking bull, and pointing cameras at him to preserve it for the ages.

Nicolas Cage is hands down one of my favorite actors working today, and it's not for any respectable reason. It's chiefly due to his bear-who-drop-kicks-ladies opus, The Wicker Man, but also such feel-good hits as Season of the Witch, Ghost Rider, Bangkok Dangerous, and Face/Off. I feel like any acting accolades Cage has ever received were the result of his incessantly being on film to the point that one day they ran out of films to give awards to and all that was left on the table that year was Leaving Las Vegas so they had to give Cage some acting awards for it or just have surplus that they wouldn't get a refund on from the trophy shop. Nicolas Cage approaches every role the same way — how wouldn't a real person tackle this situation? This is often executed on camera by a series of facial spasms to shame even Jim Carrey or a Tex Avery cartoon, as Cage contorts and tics his way through a serious of either unrestrained emotion or unpleasant bowel turmoil.

This guy would overact a fart.

Not for nothing, but it has to be said that Mark Hamill plays grief more subtly and effectively than Hayden Christensen. Come to think of it, so does Nicolas Cage.