#GLENNE HEADLY MAKING MR RIGHT UNDIES PROFESSIONAL#

My complicated feelings towards this undeniably gorgeous fairy-tale, & the ultimate manifestation of Tim Burton’s weirdo boy hang-up, stem from the sense that watching it is like being behind the glass wall of some fucked-up social experiment where I know the outcome going in but can’t do anything about it. Too many memories and moments connected to Home Alone to list, but here are a few: hours spent on parsing out the McAllister family tree “Snakes snakes, I don’t know no snakes” “maybe he committed suicide” “Kevin you’re such a disease” Kevin’s “What?” to his sister’s “you’re what the French call les i ncompétents“ hating Uncle Frank skipping the church scene as a kid is Marv hot? I think Marv might be hot reciting the film with the blind automation that comes with knowing it by heartĮdward Scissorhands making me super uncomfortable from a very young age. Ennio Morricone’s score as patient grim reaper, the slow zoom-in as we watch her piece together the truth, and the almost cartoonish way Close stands, falls, and convulses (her face is the same one she uses right before her “Nancy Reagan chandelier” death in Mars Attacks!) into her final moments bore into me so intensely that watching it again was like unearthing a long-buried strand of my psyche I’ll never shake off how powerful and permanent it felt to me as a child. It’s one of the films I watched most growing up, and it’s still my favorite Hamlet adaptation. My 4th grade obsession with the Mel Gibson/Franco Zeffirelli Hamlet, starting from a kids summer Shakespeare program I attended. The suspense I still feel watching Paul race back to his room Let this be a Misery memories dumping ground: the rush of the “Shotgun”-into-credits needle drop starting the exact moment that snowball hits the tree Caan’s subtle deadpan sass in almost every scene following the forced burning of his manuscript Reiner channeling Hitchcock so cleanly and effectively “But I didn’t cheer” “Bitchly cow corn” Pills, matches, and penguin chachkis “Paul, you can’t!” “Why not, I learned it from you” (mike drop, or rather match drop!). I used to watch this a lot as a teenager so I know every beat of its accumulative tension. Up top, flashes of the film intercut with Paul’s steadfast typing and an urgent section of score. I remember marveling at the typewriter centric menu (there’s a menu?!?). But growing up was peppered with film-specific imprints from 1990 releases.

I turned 3 years old at the end of 1990 - too young to have seen the films that would appear in my childhood at the time of their release.

It's unlikely that she would have taken that first step towards empowerment without Holland.1925, 1930, 1943, 1949, 1958, 1965, 1969, 1978, 1982, 1992Īppetizer: What I Remembered About the Films of 1990: But there are only fifty states, and it takes an extraordinary amount of drive to become governor of one of them. Almost every high school has an alumnus who has achieved something in art or entertainment, but a lot of people sell one painting or appear in one film and become a hero to their home town. They also exist to give young people an opportunity for change and growth, even if they never use a paintbrush again.

#GLENNE HEADLY MAKING MR RIGHT UNDIES PROFESSIONAL#

Art, music and theater education don't exist solely to create professional artists, musicians and actors. 3) She wasn't 'wasting' Holland's efforts by going into politics. Thirty years later she's the governor (not the mayor!), because in 1966, Holland helped her gain confidence for the first time. Did no one else hear her speech about 'I just wanted to be good at *something*'? She listed all the fabulous achievements of her parents and siblings, and concluded, 'I'm the only one who's.' The missing word would have been 'useless' or 'worthless'. 2) Her goal was not to be a professional musician. Then she could, and did, perform in the band without dragging down the whole ensemble. The idea was to get her just above the level of making a fool of herself as she did the first time he called on her in class. They both knew that she didn't sound professional, and wasn't going to. 1) 'Playing the sunset' was Holland's way of getting Gertrude to relax so she could play the notes fluidly. So many people have complained about the Gertrude Lang character (Alicia Witt), Holland's interaction with her, and the purpose of the character, and I am simply amazed at the hostility.

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