PixelFish (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pixelfish) wrote,@ 2007-10-11 22:27:00 |
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Musicals!
John made the mistake of showing me the classic movie collection section at Best Buy and saying, "See, they have The Music Man." It was in a boxed set with Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (the bounciest movie where the subtext is "Rape is okay, because she really wants it" ever) and Meet Me In Saint Louis. It sat next to a boxed set of Singin' In The Rain, My Fair Lady, and Gigi.
And now I own ALL these.
I have weaknesses.
I blame it partly on my parents. I could also blame a little on Jen, who is more into modern musicals, judging by her college collection, but mostly it's my parents' fault. They had the CDs for a zillion of the old timey Hollywood musicals, from Carousel to The Music Man to the collected Best of Rodgers and Hammerstein. I used to program Music Man for my favourite tracks on the CD player. (To demonstrate this odd love of musicals, I sang "Shipoopi" to John in the car.)
This would only have been improved if Brigadoon (a movie I love to hate with fiery passion) had been thrown in there. (But only because I like to bitch about Brigadoon, not because I have any real affection for it.)
I have fairly real affection for the Music Man. If I recall family legend correctly, the first time my parents showed us the movie turned out to be the day Robert Preston died. We used to be able to sing ALL the songs from memory. (I think in terms of my childhood memories, only The Moody Blues' Days of Future Passed, the Neil Diamond soundtrack to Jonathon Livingston Seagull, and the Chipmunks Christmas Album rate higher.)
I also bought the Disney version of the Swiss Family Robinson, having a weakness for absurd treehouses. And Aeon Flux, having a weakness of movies which have been marked down to under ten dollars AND which feature Charlize Theron in tight black clothes. Basically I pretend I am not watching Aeon Flux at all, but a movie that just got labelled with the wrong title. (Why I am capable of this, but not capable of letting people stand for I, Robot or The Dark Is Rising is a lovely and delicious bit of hypocrisy we'll have to delve into another day.)
John made the mistake of showing me the classic movie collection section at Best Buy and saying, "See, they have The Music Man." It was in a boxed set with Seven Brides for Seven Brothers (the bounciest movie where the subtext is "Rape is okay, because she really wants it" ever) and Meet Me In Saint Louis. It sat next to a boxed set of Singin' In The Rain, My Fair Lady, and Gigi.
And now I own ALL these.
I have weaknesses.
I blame it partly on my parents. I could also blame a little on Jen, who is more into modern musicals, judging by her college collection, but mostly it's my parents' fault. They had the CDs for a zillion of the old timey Hollywood musicals, from Carousel to The Music Man to the collected Best of Rodgers and Hammerstein. I used to program Music Man for my favourite tracks on the CD player. (To demonstrate this odd love of musicals, I sang "Shipoopi" to John in the car.)
This would only have been improved if Brigadoon (a movie I love to hate with fiery passion) had been thrown in there. (But only because I like to bitch about Brigadoon, not because I have any real affection for it.)
I have fairly real affection for the Music Man. If I recall family legend correctly, the first time my parents showed us the movie turned out to be the day Robert Preston died. We used to be able to sing ALL the songs from memory. (I think in terms of my childhood memories, only The Moody Blues' Days of Future Passed, the Neil Diamond soundtrack to Jonathon Livingston Seagull, and the Chipmunks Christmas Album rate higher.)
I also bought the Disney version of the Swiss Family Robinson, having a weakness for absurd treehouses. And Aeon Flux, having a weakness of movies which have been marked down to under ten dollars AND which feature Charlize Theron in tight black clothes. Basically I pretend I am not watching Aeon Flux at all, but a movie that just got labelled with the wrong title. (Why I am capable of this, but not capable of letting people stand for I, Robot or The Dark Is Rising is a lovely and delicious bit of hypocrisy we'll have to delve into another day.)
