Tonight while browsing through my (absolutely ridiculously large and eclectic) collection of videos, I ran across one of my H.S. favs, Some Kind of Wonderful. This was my theme movie when I was in high school. Okay, not really, since I wasn't a skinny drummer girl who wore tasseled red leather half-gloves and lived in a garage, and I sure as heck wasn't pining after my best friend who worked in a garage, who was feeling it for the most popular girl in school. But in that I had it bad for my best guy friend, and he was the kind of sweet stupid idiot who never seemed to know that I loved him... I lived in hope that someday he'd ask me for advice with what to do with one of his drama girlfriends and I'd be able to deliver the "I just think... maybe... you should consider, whether or not you feel you can deliver a kiss that kills." line. And then maybe we could "work on it" and we could have this same uber hot practice session, complete with the fistfuls of denim. Hot damn... But alas. He never asked me to be his chauffeur around town, and I never got the opportunity to use this line on him. So all I have is this movie clip. No story about how this so happened to me when I was in high school. Only a "gee, I wanted this kiss when I was in high school" story. Yeah, I know. It's sad, but true. At least we have this movie clip to enjoy. (And if any of ya'll need a 1985 kick in the pants, you let me know. You can borrow my dvd anytime.)
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Ahhh, (sigh)...the memories. What is it about these old 80's classics? The cheesy lines, the funked out clothing - gets me every time.
I can not believe I have never seen this movie! I am putting on my Netflix tonight.
Oh yes... I do love me a good 80's love story. And... holy moly, Genevra, how did you ever get through high school without Eric Stoltz's tortured artist role inspiring you to keep on living/loving? Oh my, I do love this movie. Even if it is RIDICULOUS, I love it. One of my other fav scenes is at Hardy's party, when (oh my gosh, I can't believe I spaced his name.... Duncan?) comes in and says the "I didn't know Janes (or whatever his last name is) lived in a henhouse... It must be a henhouse, 'cuz I don't see nothin' but chicken shiiiiit". (Insert OUT OF CONTROL laughter here.) Oh my gosh, this is one of the first movies I ever memorized the creative swears from. Oh, good times...
Ah yes, Some Kind of Great 80s Movie. I also loved The Breakfast Club. I'm pretty sure it was the spark that led to my current penchant for bad boys.
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