Yesterday, we discussed the awful songs we can’t help but love. A tie is declared between yahmule’s Barbie Doll and Paper lions’ I’m Too Sexy (for fWAR) with honorable mention to COPO’s Party Rock and Lefty’s Cherry Pie.
Today, the movies strike back (thanks for the suggestion, COPO). I only watch indie films with obscure actors that no one’s ever heard about, so I’m out. Once people hear about them, I no longer like them anymore and I move on. You can take the girl out of Brooklyn, but you can’t take the Brooklyn out the girl.
Ha, ha, j/k. My mom only dated a guy who lived in Brooklyn. Several years ago, I injured my back at work, and my doctor prescribed Flexeril. I took one and proceeded watched Dude, Where’s My Car? Either Flexeril is a helluva of a drug, or Ashton Kuchter is hilarious. Stiffler was in it too. I have never attempted to watch that movie again so judging by the rating on Rotten Tomatoes (18%), I’m going to say I was higher than Kilimanjaro. I have a propensity to lose my car regularly in parking lots so I recall feeling for their struggle. “Poor stoners lost their car. I lose my car too.” I can’t remember many details about the movie because again, muscle relaxant. Kids, don’t do drugs. They make you think Ashton Kuchter is funny.
I was sober when I watched Not Another Teen Movie (28%). I remember giggling at the Janey’s Got a Gun serenade in the bleachers and how hot Janey became when they… took off her glasses. Molly Ringwald’s cameo at the end was exquisite. To a generation of us, she is the Queen Bee. Teenagers. To this day, if I find the movie on television, I’ll watch it.
Road House, Point Break, and Red Dawn are some other guilty pleasures (hey, Patrick Swayze is apparently my guilty cinematic pleasure, although yuck, Ghost). Although no one would ever confuse those for high cinema, so many people like them it almost seems cliche to list them. Actually, by my own unwritten rules, which much like baseball’s are arbitrary and may earn you a HBP, Point Break might have to be eliminated. It scored well on both IMDB’s and Rotten Tomatoes’ rating system. What do you think? While those movies aren’t great cinema by any means, they’re good trash as opposed to bad trash. As Pauline Kael once said, “Movies are so rarely great art, that if we can’t appreciate great trash, there is little reason for us to go.” Great trash, I suppose, isn’t the point of this post. It’s movies you’re a little embarrassed to admit you’ve liked, even just a little bit. Or that you should be embarrassed to like. I realized yesterday that everyone here is shameless. Shameless–I hear that’s a pretty good show.
I was hoping to find a baseball movie guilty pleasure, but pretty much all the ones I like are pretty good movies. I guess I’m a baseball movie snob. We all know too much about the game. It’s the reason I have trouble watching medical shows. I’m too close to it, and it all looks and sounds fake. I have trouble losing myself in it.
Now, play fair. Don’t go look for 0% movies on Rotten Tomatoes to win. You actually have to have enjoyed the movie. Let’s hear those guilty movie pleasures.