Our Favorite Movie Grace Scenes
In honor of Thanksgiving, the eatingest of all the holidays, we bow our heads and silently give our heartfelt appreciation for friends, family, and bountiful store-bought harvests.
Meet the Parents (2000)
Ben Stiller teaches us a valuable lesson here. If you’re a Jewish man stuck having dinner with WASPs, you can pretty much escape any awkward situation by reaching into the 1970 musical Godspell. Seriously. Try it. Works like magic. Jesus magic.
Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby (2006)
Saying grace isn’t just about praising the food in front of you, it’s about taking stock of everything good in your life. It’s also a time to honor any endorsement deals you’ve struck with, say, a beverage company. When all this is done, said grace will forever be your bitch.
National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (1989)
Oh, the elderly. More than just a nagging reminder of your own mortality and the sole reason you have to serve jellied pork roast and pureed ribs every year. They’re also vital to your family gathering’s eventual spiral into chaos.
3:10 to Yuma (2007)
It’s a common misconception that you have to drop everything and bow your head during grace. It is perfectly acceptable to keep right on chowing, but only—and this is a big “but”—only if you’re an infamous murderer who could gut everyone at the table in under a minute without your pulse raising a beat. It’s a small loophole, but an important one.
Foot Fist Way (2008)
Just because you’ve welcomed people into your humble home doesn’t mean you have to be all humble about that shit. Speak it loud, speak it clear: I paid for this goddamn meal, and y’all are lucky to be sharing it with me. Preach on, Brother Simmons. You are clearly a man in total control.
Wrong Turn 2 (2007)
Sigh. What can you do? You slave all day setting the table, lighting the fire, and gently simmering a lovely camper bisque and your stupid dinner guest has to go on and on with her “Ahh! Help me! I’m being tortured!” and “Waaah, everyone here is a cannibal mutant!” Jeez. Where is Emily Post when you need her? Can’t hardly grunt a decent prayer here…
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