Guilty pleasures.
Dec. 9th, 2007 12:49 amI remember Grant mentioning this subject in his journal a while back, but it came to me again as I spent an inordinate amount of time outfitting my employees in my Xanadu-themed night club on the Sims 2.
Guilty pleasure movies - we all have them. My biggest, my worst, one that's stuck with me for a very *very* long time is Xanadu. I don't know *why* I like it so much. The romantic lead isn't really all that attractive (though he has a good body and nice hair), some of the fashion is hideous and the storyline is ridiculous.
But it has Greek Mythology in it, Gene Kelly, ELO music, a couple of seconds of charmingly silly cartoon love which takes me back to my childhood in a big way and a sweet love which is not weighed down by stupid issues that usually come into things these days when you make a romantic movie because you just can't have straight romance anymore. Either one of the parties has to be deeply flawed in some way and their problems always come from within instead of outside (THANK YOU, When Harry Met Sally, I love you and HATE you). I'm drifting - the point being, it's silly, simple, delightful, musical fun.
I really *really* want one of those jackets that the waitress girls for Xanadu wear. But with toned down shoulder pads and slightly longer sleeves. I'm digressing again.
This movie does have one thing that no other movie has ever had and never will again. It's so absurdly awesome that your brain explodes upon seeing it.
Gene Kelly on roller-skates, man.
Guilty pleasure movies - we all have them. My biggest, my worst, one that's stuck with me for a very *very* long time is Xanadu. I don't know *why* I like it so much. The romantic lead isn't really all that attractive (though he has a good body and nice hair), some of the fashion is hideous and the storyline is ridiculous.
But it has Greek Mythology in it, Gene Kelly, ELO music, a couple of seconds of charmingly silly cartoon love which takes me back to my childhood in a big way and a sweet love which is not weighed down by stupid issues that usually come into things these days when you make a romantic movie because you just can't have straight romance anymore. Either one of the parties has to be deeply flawed in some way and their problems always come from within instead of outside (THANK YOU, When Harry Met Sally, I love you and HATE you). I'm drifting - the point being, it's silly, simple, delightful, musical fun.
I really *really* want one of those jackets that the waitress girls for Xanadu wear. But with toned down shoulder pads and slightly longer sleeves. I'm digressing again.
This movie does have one thing that no other movie has ever had and never will again. It's so absurdly awesome that your brain explodes upon seeing it.
Gene Kelly on roller-skates, man.