Let's Be What About Bob?

I’m SAILING!

I’m the delicious corn on the cob.

I'm Bob's fake Tourette Syndrome.

I'm Frank Oz, the director. Those assholes need to get along. I don't need this shit. I'm Yoda, for fuck's sake.

I'm Dr. Leo Marvin, future mental patient.

I'm a vacation from my PROBLEMS!

I’m BABY STEPS!!

Baby steps around the office!

Baby steps to the door!

I'm the viewer who couldn't get through 30 minutes of this movie and who was about to throw a brick through my TV.

I'm the salad.

Richard Dreyfuss is insufferable and Bill Murray is known to be an unpredictable tool. Looking at Frank Oz’s career as a director, in having directed only a dozen films, it reads like a who’s who of many of the most difficult and erratic actors of the last several decades: the aforementioned Dreyfuss and Murray, plus Marlon Brando, Barbara Harris, Bette Midler, Edward Norton, Eddie Murphy, Kevin Kline, Tom Selleck… the list goes on. Perhaps he is a particularly amenable and adaptable personality, but the stories of his run-ins with Bette Midler on The Stepford Wives alone are stuff of legend.

I’m surprised Bill Murray hasn’t been shot onset. The list of suspects would be as long as your arm.

R11 Dreyfuss also had issues with Robert Shaw on Jaws. Maybe he's the problem.

I thought it was a fun movie.

Me too R13. It's a family favorite.

Is Tom Selleck known to be difficult or erratic?

I’ve always loved this film and find it hilarious. I quote it all the time.

“What if my bladder explodes?”

I will admit I’ve shown it to friends and they’re usually like, “Meh.”

I’m diving!

He definitely was difficult with me, R15.

I'm Betty, the very naive phone operator.

I used to love that movie. Haven't watched it in years! Thanks OP.

I'm the person who totally forgot the sole existence of this film.

I'm Bob and I believe that everything Dr. Marvin does to me is part of a radical new therapy.

I'm Julie Hagerty, and I'm just thrilled to be here.

I'm Bob's goldfish and I'm afraid of water.

Dr. Marvin: "Get outta daaa caaarrrr!!!"

I'm 44 year old Richard Dreyfuss looking 20 years older than my age.

I'm Bob and I invented a new form of sailing for multi-phobics like myself.

I’m the therapy puppets.

I’m the Gutmans’ schadenfreude.

I rewatched this the other day (because of this thread). I hadn’t seen it since it premiered. I think it holds up well. It’s funny as hell.

Oz does this commercial break kind of thing that seemed odd/jarring. Apparently he was going for a vignette/less-linear kind of thing.

I'm Mrs. Guttman, still pissed about the house.

I'm Bob taking a vacation from my PROBLEMS!!

"Don't touch my sisterrrrrr!!!"

Screw that movie, it wasn't even filmed at Lake Winnipesaukee but somewhere in Virginia.

R34 And Richard Dreyfuss isn't even a psychiatrist in real life!! And Bill Murray isn't afraid his bladder will explode!!

I’m the fact that I never watched this movie and never will

Bob: "Fay this is so scrumptious. Is this hand-shucked?"

I'm the director Frank Oz and I enjoyed the tension between Murray and Dreyfuss. It made my movie better.

I'm Bob's symptoms: Dizzy spells, nausea, cold sweats, hot sweats, fever blisters, difficulty breathing, difficulty swallowing, blurred vision, involuntary trembling, dead hands, numb lips, fingernail sensitivity, pelvic discomfort.