Recently, I was doing a few projects around the house and folding piles of laundry, and I turned the television on to discover the beginning of Grease. It was a network airing, heavily edited for language and innuendo, and yet I couldn't turn the thing off! I sat there, folding towels and singing along, as my daughter rolled her eyes, made fun of my lifelong crush on John Travolta, and occasionally asked snarky questions like, "Did you dress like that in high school, Mom?"
Having reminded her that I was an 80s teen, not a 50s (as depicted in the 70s) teen, I watched until Danny and the guys sang "Greased Lightning," a song made essentially meaningless without some of its fun, risque lines.
This post at The Awl got me laughing this morning...apparently many (most? all?) of us have movies that we can't turn off when they happen to be on television. Grease is one for me, as is The Breakfast Club. I always stop for at least a few minutes of The Wizard of Oz. I can't turn off Casablanca. Ferris Bueller is bound to take up an hour or more, and Say Anything is the same. How about you?
Having reminded her that I was an 80s teen, not a 50s (as depicted in the 70s) teen, I watched until Danny and the guys sang "Greased Lightning," a song made essentially meaningless without some of its fun, risque lines.
This post at The Awl got me laughing this morning...apparently many (most? all?) of us have movies that we can't turn off when they happen to be on television. Grease is one for me, as is The Breakfast Club. I always stop for at least a few minutes of The Wizard of Oz. I can't turn off Casablanca. Ferris Bueller is bound to take up an hour or more, and Say Anything is the same. How about you?
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