It’s the tale of a ménage à trois
That begins alongside the Great War.
It cools and ignites
Through forgiveness and fights
Till it ends with a splash in a car.

A girl goes to church, but instead
She ends up attacked, raped and dead.
Her father goes crackers
And kills her attackers
And all for a toad in the bread.

In a prison that's filled with life's dregs
There's a cool guy who never reneges
On a bet, and so he,
To the infinite glee
Of the convicts, eats fifty boiled eggs.

A young boy named Cole, it was said
By his doctor, was sick in the head
Because he claimed, "I
See folks after they die."
But it turns out the doctor was dead!

In a Czechoslovakian spa
He insists that they were where they are,
But a stranger beats him
In a long game of Nim
While the corridors wander afar.



Mark? Mark? Were you there? Are you here? Maybe next year?

The 39 Steps
 

Thank you, Mark, for resurrecting the original thread which I have also enjoyed re-reading ...and I'd completely forgotten the Limerflicks/Filmericks that I'd written about back then.

Here's my latest offering:

Richard Hannay is chased; he gets shot
as a spy - which we know he is not.
He escapes umpteen times
from some nasty men's crimes
in an intriguing, brilliant plot.

Jayne

When Mark started this new thread, he suggested: "I’d say not including the movie title is the way to go, then we have a guessing game too and the fun levels reach fever-pitch (ahem)."

Me, I'm at fever pitch. But then I enjoy cryptic crosswords.

An astronaut crashes to find
A planet where apes speak their mind
And people are dumb.
He then learns how come:
This is earth, and the fate of mankind!

I made a fuss on the original thread about having to guess the film, when in several cases I didn't have a clue... I don't do fever pitch, me.

Call me lazy if you like... but I just prefer an easy time of it and don't relish having to work hard in my leisure time... when I struggle to even remember which flippin' day of the week it is!

Different strokes for different folks...

Jayne

Speaking of different strokes, I hadn't looked at that old thread till you (Jayne) posted the link. I now realise with a bit of a shock that I am recycling, not the limericks, but the films themselves. There's one there that I haven't "done" this time round but was actively, and in all innocence, contemplating yesterday.

What that means is that I haven't actually seen many films and most of them date to the New Wave era when I read Cahiers du Cinéma and practically lived in the NFT.

I suppose I should "get a life" but when I went down to the market (twice) there were none to be had, not even for ready money.

Now, how to re-limericate Partie de Campagne...
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