“You louse. You got some f*cking neck ain’t you. Retired? F*ck off, you’re revolting. Look at your suntan, it’s leather, it’s like leather man, your skin. We could make a f*cking suitcase out of you. Like a crocodile, fat crocodile, fat b*stard. You look like f*cking Idi Amin, you know what I mean?”
Okay, so this might not exactly roll off the tongue, but damn, that’s some good insulting there. Delivered with the kind of given-up annoyance you wish you could muster, Ben Kingsley in Sexy Beast is generally a brilliant mix of terrifying and pathetic- and here, he’s just plain hilarious.
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