I should be able to burst into song, and all my co-workers would immediately begin a perfectly choreographed backup dance, at the end of which we would all sit back down and pick up our phone calls without missing a beat.
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I should be able to burst into song, and all my co-workers would immediately begin a perfectly choreographed backup dance, at the end of which we would all sit back down and pick up our phone calls without missing a beat.
Why doesn't this happen more?
Supervisors with no joy in their souls.
Yeah, I'm all over breaking into song -- it's the backup singers and dancers who fall down on the job!
To this day, I can't pick up a jar of mustard without bursting into "THEY GOT! THE MUSTARD! OUT!"
though of course everything was over-dramatized and Zooey Deschanel was held up as some sort of hipster Aphrodite ideal.
I think she was supposed to be kind of an asshole. That's one reason I think the movie is not very satisfying.
And exactly, Maysa! Genres are unrealistic, and there's no connection between a genre you like and your real-life decisions. Which is why when I read Hec to say
I think American cultural myths/stories about romantic love and relationships are toxic and damaging. Filled with weird and stupid assumptions.
I wanted to leap through the screen; Hec, you had just been rhapsodizing about 70s exploitation films! Do you kill Italian schoolgirls?!
Yeah, I'm all over breaking into song -- it's the backup singers and dancers who fall down on the job!
Me too! Except, my costume students this year have been getting pretty good-- the other night we were singing "Imagination" from Willy Wonka.
I wanted to leap through the screen; Hec, you had just been rhapsodizing about 70s exploitation films! Do you kill Italian schoolgirls?!
::kicks limp hand under the bed::
I didn't do it! You can't prove a thing!
I actually think the love stories are more pernicious because they never get challenged. It's not simply that they're unrealistic, but underlying myth of "soul mates" is pervasive throughout the genre.
Unlike, Italian giallo most people will not stab a beautiful model through the eyeballs with an icepick. But most people will be in relationships with weirdly set expectations.
Thinking about it, it's not even the Twu Wuv aspect that I think is problematic, it has more to do with intimacy and sex. There's not much space in American film to explore positive sexual relationships that don't end in monogamous bliss.
I didn't do it! You can't prove a thing!
If only those black leather gloves could talk, eh?
Yeah, I'm all over breaking into song -- it's the backup singers and dancers who fall down on the job!
And the lighting! And the instantaneous costume changes!