This Grease discussion cracks me up. I'm with ita.
Another question: when was the last time you played a random game of volleyball? Who does that, like, ever, (outside of college)?
Microsoft employees at MSN used to have random games of volleyball.
Don't know if they still do. You'd have to ask Jilli.
Is Joe dead to you? 'Cause I can really only channel other dead people here.
Not today, but he has been in the past. I could call him and let him say something really asinine to me, if that would help.
Can we re-name the Phoenix to the Ouija board?
I think I've just identified next year's April Fools' prank.
Even if it's not there in the musical,
What, precisely, do you think Che is singing about? It ain't "look at her pretty dresses".
You really don't want to see Birth of a Nation. Unless you need a new TV anyway. Because it'll make you put your foot through the screen.
I have a slightly less violent reaction to Gone with the Wind, but I still can't watch that movie all the way through. Partially because of the depiction of the slaves, but mostly because I just want to smack Scarlett into oblivion. You lost Ashley, girl--get over it!
Loved Grease as a wee child but always hated "tarted up" Sandy. She was so much prettier and more likable untarted. I had a similar reaction when Olivia came out with Physical. She was meant to be a good girl, damn it.
I hate musicals in general, but LOVE this musical with a message: HEDWIG!
I just really can't get past who the Perons were. It's a thing for me. Even if it's not there in the musical, I still read it as an undercurrent, and am boggled that ALW could write a musical on who these people were.
Uh, that's not for ignoring. It just isn't. (Perhaps why I have a big problem with the glorification of two of the hemisphere's really horrible people).
Microsoft employees at MSN used to have random games of volleyball.
Don't know if they still do. You'd have to ask Jilli.
Nope, they play random games of basketball.
I like
The Fifth Element,
and can't stand either
Grease
or
Gone with the Wind.
I've never seen
Evita.
For that matter, I've never seen
Top Gun,
and I don't want to. I had a chance to see it for free when it came out, because where I worked was treating all the employees to a free movie. We had the choice of
Top Gun
or
Aliens.
We had two choices because, as our manager said at the dinner afterwards, "I assumed Jilli and Aaron wouldn't want to see
Top Gun.
"
Then Sean, if you haven't already, you really don't want to see Birth of a Nation.
Fred Pete, I know. They used to have an original window card for it up at the office of the makeup artist's union that was all "See this wonderful movie about the heroic Knights of the Ku Klux Klan!"
It was all I could do to not tear that thing up every time I saw it.
Still, part of me still wants to see it, since it such a huge part of cinema history.
What, precisely, do you think Che is singing about? It ain't "look at her pretty dresses".
To be honest, I haven't heard that song, because I just can't sit all the way through it.