Continuity: When the crook kicks the door on a building in the fake town it falls over, but the same building falls over again when the dynamite goes off.
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Quotes
Hedley Lamarr: Unfortunately there is one thing standing between me and that property: the rightful owners.
Mistakes
It's obvious that the wagon train that has to form a circle has dummies as passengers. A none-too-subtle Brooks visual gag. See more...
Trivia
The late Richard Pryor, who helped write the screenplay, was originally supposed to play Bart. However, his controversial stand-up comedy routines made it difficult to secure financing. Cleavon Little was eventually cast in Pryor's place. See more...
Blazing Saddles (1974)
Directed by Mel Brooks, starring Cleavon Little, Gene Wilder, Mel Brooks, Slim Pickens (add more)
Blazing Saddles mistakes
Visible crew/equipment: When Bart enters the saloon to deliver the candygram to Mongo, his shadow can clearly be seen against the painted backdrop behind him depicting the street scene.
Continuity: When Mongo first comes into town and the man on the horse says "You can't park that animal here," Mongo punches the horse and its rider, and the horse falls. Before the cut to the close up of the man (obviously the stunt double), his head is facing toward the horse's head. After the cut to the close up of the man, his body is facing the opposite direction.
Blazing Saddles trivia
The language that the Indians speak is actually Yiddish.
The late Richard Pryor, who helped write the screenplay, was originally supposed to play Bart. However, his controversial stand-up comedy routines made it difficult to secure financing. Cleavon Little was eventually cast in Pryor's place.
The governor's name, Le Petomaine, means "the farter" in French.
Blazing Saddles quotes
Jim: Well, it got so that every piss-ant prairie punk who thought he could shoot a gun would ride into town to try out the Waco Kid. I must have killed more men than Cecil B. DeMille. It got pretty gritty. I started to hear the word "draw" in my sleep. Then one day, I was just walking down the street when I heard a voice behind me say, "Reach for it, mister!" I spun around... and there I was, face-to-face with a six-year old kid. Well, I just threw my guns down and walked away. Little bastard shot me in the ass. So I limped to the nearest saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle, and I've been there ever since.
Bart: You are my guest, and I am your host. What is your pleasure? What do you like to do?
Jim: I don't know... play chess... screw...
Bart: [quickly] Let's play chess.
Reverend Johnson: Now I don't have to tell you good folks what's been happening in our beloved little town. Sheriff murdered, crops burned, stores looted, people stampeded, and cattle raped. The time has come to act, and act fast. I'm leaving.