NO! No, goddammit. I don’t care how many stupid fashonista twats too young to remember 1989 try to tell me tight-rolling your jeans is back in. There is no fucking way I am ever going down that road again do you understand? (LA Times)
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts… Oh, the mental image of NPH and Dustin doing it on a bearskin rug? That works. (WIMB)
22% of Americans believe that states should be able to peacefully secede from the union, which would basically make us the trashy version of Western Europe. (QuizLaw)
Oh, and speaking of fashion trends I will never get on board with: Scarlett Johannson unwisely matches her lipstick to her dress, with fugly results. (Popoholic)
Life as an Iraqi teenager is surprisingly not as depressing as you’d think. Did I say depressing? I meant overtly heterosexual. (FourFour)
Hey, if you don’t like the pancakes produced from “Batter in a Can,” on the upside you can always get high huffing the can. It’s win-win! (TIB)
Mary Kate Olsen wants immunity before she’ll help authorities figure out what resulted in the tragic death of Heath Ledger, but unfortunately they don’t offer immunity from getting rocks thrown at you by everyone who thinks you’re an evil bitch who helped kill Heath Ledger. (IDLYITW)
Here’s a list of the best pipes ever to scream bloody fucking murder. (Film Experience)
Awwww. Pictures of Balthazar Getty with Milla Jovovich in the July 1989 issue of Seventeen are so darn cute you’ll almost forget about the pictures of him publicly groping Sienna Miller’s bazooms. (Agent Bedhead)
Morgan Freeman’s wrecked car, not for the faint of heart. Seatbelts kick ass, indeed. (Celebslam)
Years ago, there was a “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” animated series in the making, which sadly, never took off for whatever reason. Well, for what it’s worth, we finally get to taste what could have been, after the jump.
I believe, so far, there's just Katie being crazy (if on multiple occasions). Thus, one can hope it's like an instance of smallpox that somehow popped up but is well-defended against.
Yeah, Mary Kate lawyered up, huh? Where the hell is Frank Pembleton?
I just saw the pic of Morgan Freeman's car, and all I can say is, SWEET ZOMBIE JESUS. And all he got was a broken arm? Godammit, Morgan Freeman is stronger than fucking metal. Anyways, I wish him a speedy recovery.
Posted by: Jeremy at August 5, 2008 4:02 PM
I will NOT tight-roll my jeans again, dammit! I'll just be horribly unfashionable for the next few years in my old bootcut jeans. However, when/if the 90s grunge look comes back in style, I will be rocking the flannel again. Oh yes, I will...
Posted by: Kivrin at August 5, 2008 4:02 PM
Jeremy! I owe you a big ol' hug--I read about the new Futurama movie on your blog, ordered it, and managed to surprise my sweetie with it before he even knew it existed! (Bonus, our friends are all jealous of us now)
Yep, I am an awesome wife.
I agree with your assessment, certainly not as much heart in The Beast... as the writers have proven capable of, but damn, there were some good laughs.
Posted by: MO(meaux) at August 5, 2008 4:12 PM
Can't they just subpoena the Olsen troll?
Re: pegged jeans, I suppose this means it's only a matter of time before the cut-off sweatshirts re-emerge. And then it's just a short hop to the hair long on one side and short on the other. Thank God Reagan is dead and Thatcher has one foot in the grave. At least they can't bring them back
Posted by: PaddyDog at August 5, 2008 4:15 PM
I went to Catholic school, and in junior high we tight-rolled our uniform pants. I knew it was ugly even then, but I was a slave to conformity. And a boy named Paris, whose hairdo was taller than mine.
Posted by: Kolby at August 5, 2008 4:22 PM
Well, ToonBuffy certainly runs better than SMG ever did.
My dear friends, if you need to escape your cubicle, here is the perfect object for you.
The special "Office Space" edition Red Swingline Stapler.
For all your TPS reports!
Posted by: Melody at August 5, 2008 4:27 PM
1) NPH is hot. I want to have his gay babies. (I love the leather pants manly-man look on him. he reminds me of Fillion there.)
2) "I must have kissed a million guys today." Ha! Hot.
3) Mmmmmmmm Batter in a Can.
4) Sienna Miller is gross.
5) Buffy.. animated series... wha... must lie down... thanks for that, Stacey. I just nearly kicked over dead at work. If only there were more... *sob*
6) Morgan Freeman is awesome. He drives a Nissan (I drive a Nissan!) and wears his seatbelt. Here's hoping for a speedy recovery and a long life, and lots more movies.
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(apologies to original AB) at August 5, 2008 4:27 PM
we tight-rolled our uniform pants
Pants?! The girls at your Catholic school could wear PANTS??? I am simultaneously jealous that you were able to avoid the freezer-burned cooch that occurred while wearing a skirt in the snow, and horrified at the very idea of what the sinister uniform companies would sew together to make said pants.
Posted by: Julie at August 5, 2008 4:28 PM
A boy named Paris... Kolby, do you live in the Jerz? There was a boy named Paris in my (public) high school.... his hair was pretty large at that time (mid-80s).
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(apologies to original AB) at August 5, 2008 4:30 PM
Julie - we had a choice between pants or skirts - and we could choose what styles we wanted to wear, as long as they were navy blue, black or grey. I had this adorable grey pleated skirt that I wish I kept - not that it would fit me now or anything. For shirts we had to stick to pastel buttoned-downs. We dressed them up any way we could - I remember wearing colorful scarves around our waists to break up the monotony. And I just went into great detail about something no one could possibly care about.
Anastasia - nope, this took place in Upstate New York.
Posted by: Kolby at August 5, 2008 4:37 PM
My GOD...our uniform code was so stringent, you had no choice of what to wear other than deciding between cardigan sweaters or sweater vests in the winter. Shirts must be tucked in, knee socks pulled up, no dangling earrings, no noticeable makeup, no facial hair on guys, no feeding us after midnight.
Posted by: Julie at August 5, 2008 4:48 PM
We were allowed to wear green pants under our kilts from January through mid-March. Of course because we were 14 and therefore brain-dead, we instead rolled up our kilts to make them shorter and suffered freeze-bitten legs throughout the winter.
Posted by: PaddyDog at August 5, 2008 4:52 PM
Gosh. I'm suddenly kinda glad that Buffy: The Animated Series never actually happened, 'cause that was just...weird. It seemed like it was pieced together by someone who had seen a handful of season 2 scenes and voiced by the actors as if they were just reading it for the first time. Shudder indeed.
Posted by: Shay at August 5, 2008 4:55 PM
Paddy - I rolled up my skirts, too, and then covered up the rolled material with the fabulous scarves! Sometimes you've got to be creative to be a little bit slutty.
Posted by: Kolby at August 5, 2008 4:59 PM
Hee, I also rolled my skirts...if I had to wear a uniform, I could at least be leggy. The trick was to roll it to the exact length where the nuns would eyeball you suspiciously and then decide that you were only on the cusp of vulgarity. Then they'd chase down a girl who interpreted the "tights or stockings" section of the uniform code as "fishnets."
Posted by: Julie at August 5, 2008 5:04 PM
MO: Why thank you, MO! I had no idea anybody even read my shitastic lil' clusterfuck. Glad I helped make your friends jealous. For now, I'm remaining cautiously optimistic about Bender's Game.
Dammit, MAKE THAT ANIMATED SERIES BEFORE I DESTROY THE WORLD* JOSS WHEDON!
*-more like cry in a corner..
Posted by: Andrew831 at August 5, 2008 5:15 PM
Amazing how we could be from different corners of the world and yet all went about our descent into sluttiness the same way. Of course, our nuns' definition of "cusp of vulgarity" was "looking in the direction of a boy". It was difficult not to do this since we were sharing a building in a co-educational experiment with a Christian Brother's boys' school. I believe my friends and I easily surpassed "cusp" in our first year and went on to firmly claim the slutty title from then on.
Posted by: PaddyDog at August 5, 2008 5:16 PM
If anyone needs godtopusdamned directions on how to tight-roll your pants, you might as well disgrace yourself by using safety pins to hold them up. Fucking amateurs.
Posted by: branded at August 5, 2008 5:17 PM
Of course, our nuns' definition of "cusp of vulgarity" was "looking in the direction of a boy".
Hee Paddy, we had a nun that worked in the copier room (Sister Mary Xerox) who, when not busy making copies of how to properly practice the rhythm method, would lurk in the hallways in hopes of catching us Catholic teenagers in a lewd act. Lewd acts included hugging, standing too close, holding hands, and anything else that left too little room for the Blessed Poltergeist.
That's why us drama club members were lucky, going backstage soon became synonymous with "make out with me behind Don Quixote's windmill."
Posted by: Julie at August 5, 2008 5:25 PM
The last gig I went to in los angeles was for The Virgins (NYC) and the entire band had their goddamn jeans rolled. No lie. Even Lucy Liu was in the audience to partake in their supposed coolness. If you ask me they suck, and the opening band Friendly Fires from the UK blew them away.
This jean rolling shit is on. LA Times is just callin' em like they see 'em. And it's not pretty.
I so prefer the grunge look. I can't wait till that comes back. This peg leg roll thing is a nightmare, I used to laugh at people doing it in the late 80s, but ended up doing caving in for like a year or so in like 1990-92 cause it came back all of a sudden then too. I actually remember pegging it in 92 as a high school freshman. LA Times makes it sound great, but it doesn't work AT ALL for us short girls if you go on reading the article.
Posted by: ph at August 5, 2008 5:56 PM
I'm not sure if I hate the rolled jeans fashion as much as everybody here, but I sure do think the "popped" collar is ridiculous looking. It reminds me of that Tom Cruise movie where he was wearing the sunglasses and dancing around the living room.
Posted by: Conrad (last name withheld) at August 5, 2008 6:02 PM
It doesn't work for anyone. It makes everybody, tall, short, heavy or skinny look like extras from a low budget production of the Pirates of Penzance. And yes, it's no coincidence that horizontal striped tees were also in at the same time. It's as if some Gilbert and Sullivan-loving mentalist was running the world.
Posted by: PaddyDog at August 5, 2008 6:03 PM
A 1997 Nissan Maxima? Damn! That's some pimp shit Morgan, with all your wealth you drive some undercover shit, I love you even more. A Maxima was the first car I ever stole...errrr purchased.
Posted by: Pookie at August 5, 2008 6:08 PM
Sweet tap-dancing Moses... There's a toy/collectible line with the ridiculous doofus-assed name Gangsta Babies. And here's the best part - there's one named Pookie... The description:
"Pookie: The green-eyed baller. But don't make him cranky...ya wouldn't like him when he's cranky. Featuring a thermal shirt, t-shirt, dew rag, ring, and pimped out pacifier necklace."
How absolutely retar... Waitaminute. I want a goddamed doll! One of me and my bestest pal in the world. How come this hasn't been done yet? Jesus, I fell so worthless...
P.S. You're an infected anus-head, Conrad...
Posted by: Skittimus Maximus at August 5, 2008 6:17 PM
Wow! A Pookie doll! I desperately want one. Does he come with his own copy of the HGTV schedule? You know I was reminded of Pookie yesterday reading the Solzhenitsyn obituaries when one commenter wrote "I can't make up my mind if he was one of the world's geniuses or just a curmudgeonly brute".
Posted by: PaddyDog at August 5, 2008 6:57 PM
Skits what have I done to be treated this way? I offered you my hand in friendship, and this is what I get in return? I expect treatment like this from BSlim or even Vermillion, but you! This treachery will not go unanswered. You have chosen to go down a path that leads to darkness.
Posted by: Pookie at August 5, 2008 7:02 PM
Jeans are not meant to be tight at the bottom, especially on guys. Either they're incredibly tight around your calves, in which case you look like you have fankles no matter how well-proportioned your legs actually are, or they don't cling to your skin, in which case you're just advertising the fact that you have the legs of a stick insect and inviting those with scientific mindsets to investigate just how much force the upper half of your body can take before you become structurally unsound. (Read: punch you in the face 'til you fall over)
Posted by: Shay at August 5, 2008 7:03 PM
While I never rolled my jeans, I did however swear that I would NEVER wear hip huggers (now called low-rise) and flairs. Never say never, bitches.
The Batter In A Can looks oddly appealing. Appealing from a "I hate it when my kids make pancakes and I have to clean up the fucking mess" standpoint. But at the same time unappealing because why pay $10 for 75 pancakes when I can buy a just add water mix and make 200 pancakes for $3. But then there's the mess. AAAHHH! Marketing and Consumerism, I am yours!
Posted by: wsapnin at August 5, 2008 7:36 PM
"I had no idea anybody even read my shitastic lil' clusterfuck."
That is a goddamned lie, Jeremy! I know the music you have on there is all part of your sadistic little plan to get people to leave your blog open in a tab ALL FUCKING DAY because your playlist rocks the whole world's socks off. Your nefarious scheme to rule us all is moving along right on schedule, you twisted bastard.
Bah! Curse You Sarina! My plan for blogosphere domination has been thusly ruined! TO THE ESCAPE POD! (Pod door opens, steps inside) You haven't seen the last of me, Sarina! SHENANIGANS, AWAY! (Blasts off to Winnipeg)
Wow. I'm just the right age to remember both pegged jeans (worn with Tretorns or Sebagoes) and that issue of Seventeen. In fact because I am a ridiculous pack rat about magazines, I might actually still have that issue.
Anybody remember the high-waisted button fly jeans with the extra flap of fabric that folded over at the top? Yeah, I had at least two pairs, one with a contrasting color of denim in the fold over part. I was bringing the hotness in 1989, let me tell you.
I was actually jealous of the private school gals and their uniforms. I used to wear Goodwill-purchased uniform kilts (From St. Gertrude's-Dirty Gerties we called 'em.), with my 20-hole Doc Martens of course.
I'm offended by the animated series clip and endlessly grateful that never made it to television. The writing was apalling, the sound was bad, and I find that style of animation particularly lazy. I expect way WAY more from anything Buffy.
Posted by: Kat at August 5, 2008 9:36 PM
Anybody remember the high-waisted button fly jeans with the extra flap of fabric that folded over at the top?
I didn't until you brought it up. Those are definitely worse than the Guess color rinse (worn by the sort of guys who'd call you "fag" of course). But did you pinch your Cavariccis over a pair of loafers? That was the sorta Cuban stylee but it may have been everywhere for all I know.
I didn't even notice the LA Times article/pull-out guide earlier. Yet again, Nigel Tufnel put it best: is this a joke?
Wow, all you peeps were the bad kids in school, huh? I wore my uniform the way I was supposed to. Course, I only went to Catholic school K-8; we moved after that and I went to public HS. I was kinda nerdy when I was a kid. Not at all now, of course...
Jeremy, I actually kind of liked Bender's Big Score more than Beast... And after re-reading, I see you said Bender's Game... is that a new one?? Fantastic.
Alabamapink, I recently ran across some old issues of Tiger Beat and a couple of the other ones in a drawer I hadn't opened in a while. Hilarious. I put them away again in the hopes that I'll run across them in another 20 years. Mostly I remember the headbands...
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.) (In deference to the original) at August 5, 2008 10:14 PM
I'm not gay, I only pretend to be gay in furtherance of the occasional semi-amusing blog post. Seriously. I'm married. I have a kid and everything.
So that puts you in the same league as other devout heterosexuals as Matt Damon, Vin Diesel, Matthew McConawhat, Jon Stewart and everyone's favorite fully cleared hetero, Tommy Twinkletoes. Congrats!
Posted by: OscarTamerz at August 5, 2008 11:23 PM
No, seriously on the pants, what.the.fuck!? I was in high school in 1987, it was not good people...thank god I just had kids and am no longer expected to be cool. I am not going back!
Posted by: Alarmjaguar at August 5, 2008 11:47 PM
Also, I forgot to mention that I was too busy wearing leggings with denim miniskirts over them (let me tell you how [sarcastic font]thrilled[/ sarcastic font] I was to see that trend rear its ugly head again, though the 'skirt over' part doesn't seem to be too prevalent)in high school in the 80s to wear pegged jeans. On the rare occasion that I wore jeans, I wore the Guess ones that had such skinny legs they had to have zippers at the bottom in order to get your feet through them. *sigh* good times, good times. Wait....
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 9:15 AM
So did that Buffy clip remind anyone else of the Buffy games that came out for the PS2/xBox? Awkward clipped dialogue with a horrible story line that somehow I'd accept if it were live action? No? I guess I'm the only one that insisted on purchasing the games and playing them several times over. Maybe that's why I got them for $5 at a used CD store...
Also, I prefer the term "French Cuff" over "Peg and Roll", though I will unsubtly point at laugh at anyone who does it, regardless of their terminology.
Posted by: christine at August 6, 2008 9:54 AM
Whu da fu...is the spambot getting smarter? That was almost coherent
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 10:47 AM
LOOK.
The horrible fashion trends of the 80's are back in all of their original unholy terror. We just have to deal with it and hope like hell feathered bangs never, EVER return. It took me 10 years to grow those bastards out.
Peg and roll? I never did that. It makes you look like a human ice cream cone, especially with a horizontal striped shirt. You have skinny lankles, get wider around the middle and round out at the top. People that do this look like a damned ice cream cone.
I did not go to a private school. I love hearing stories about others' uniform fun. Cavariccis used to fit me well. Leggings with my flannel shirt and combat boots? Yeah. Button fly jeans? Yeah. I think mine were Girbaud's.
I cannot wait until hammer pants make a reappearance. They were surprisingly comfy.
Posted by: Melody at August 6, 2008 10:59 AM
I somehow missed wearing 80's casual clothes in the 80's. I was busy wearing powersuits, in an attempt to look older at work. I did wear a school uniform when I was in England. Even the girls wore the old school tie, and blue shirt with grey flannel pinnafore and navy blue blazer with the school crest. Top it off with a grey bowler hat and mackintosh, and knee socks with sensible shoes (i.e Clarks). I loved that look. I love wearing suits. They are so comfortable, and people treat you better. Well, I got treated better than the person next to me in the pegged jeans, oversized t-shirt with football shoulder pads and a pony tail coming out the side of her head.
Posted by: BWeaves at August 6, 2008 11:13 AM
Meatsack named Shadows of Dakaron: It is not your place to question. You will be the first to be ground into lubricant paste for our machines.
oh, god, the side ponytail. thanks for that, BWeaves. Now I'm gonna have the nightmares tonight.
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 11:21 AM
I am not prepared to declare the coming of the fashion apocalypse until Multiples are back in style. Anybody else remember Multiples? I was only 11 when they were popular, and I still should have known better. That shit was insanely, ridiculously fug and it made everyone look like the valedictorian of Clown College. When Multiples are hot again, that will totally be the sixth sign of Armageddon (the seventh sign is the return of Zubas).
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 11:29 AM
Hey, the side ponytail was hot.
I had to go google Multiples, Sarina. Thank Godtupus I was not around when that shit was popular. I think if they did come back, though...I'd have a devil of a time not collapsing from laughter at seeing it on the street.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 11:33 AM
I tried googling Multiples, and all I came up with was multiple pregnancy websites... what the panda raping hell are Multiples?! I don't remember this at all. Unless I just know it by another name, which is possible.
Shadows, when side ponytails are plastered to one's head with enough Aqua Net to choke a panda, wrapped in a lace scrunchy and topped off with a giant satin bow? They are very definitely not hot. (oh, and don't forget the crimping...)
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 11:37 AM
"Thank Godtupus I was not around when that shit was popular."
You weren't alive in 1989? The hell...? How did I not know that you're a tiny tot? Does Julie know about this? Her ass is totally gonna end up in e-prison.
And since guys didn't have to suffer through that, but just got to look, it could be hot.
Ponytail's are still the shit, though. Or a sexy librarian's bun.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 11:41 AM
"...what the panda raping hell are Multiples?! I don't remember this at all. Unless I just know it by another name, which is possible."
They were also known as Units. They were a spectacular and formidable breed of ugly.
Posted by: Sarina at August 6, 2008 11:46 AM
"Thank Godtupus I was not around when that shit was popular."
By that, I mean...I was not in the US for the entire 80's, and so missed out on the majority of fashion rejects. Some did leak over to my side of the pond, but they were few and easily ignored.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 11:47 AM
ZUBAZ!
Goddammit, Sarina. I had repressed that memory and now it's back. I remember finding a pair in my father's closet and asking him where he found a purple zebra to skin. But he just said, "Shhh", pulled a black curtain over them, swung a shiny watch before my eyes, and then darkness...
Posted by: jM at August 6, 2008 11:57 AM
I must have really seriously blocked these out. I have no recollection of them and there are no pictures... Although when you said "also known as Units" I had a little twinge in my brain.
Maybe it's best if I don't try to remember...
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 12:01 PM
I have a sudden hankering to banana-clip my crimped hair and slip the hem of my Hypercolor tee-shirt through a plastic ring to accentuate my waist over my hot pink checkered Skidz.
And I've got a whole shitload of friendship bracelets to pass out to all my Pajiba pals!
Posted by: Kolby at August 6, 2008 12:02 PM
Anastasia, the Google has failed us all. There is a shocking lack of photographic evidence of Multiples. Were they just a regional thing? Did this plague not force itself upon the rest of the nation? Or have I suffered a psychotic break and dreamed them up in an elaborate fantasy?
Oooh, Kolby, you're making me so hot right now. Like, totally.
I hope you're planning to peg those Skidz...
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 12:17 PM
I think there's enough anecdotal evidence to suggest you are in retention of your sanity, Sarina (at least in this one area). Although one of places I found mention of them sounded like a commercial (i.e. "Those were so great!" "I wish they still made those!" &c. Those people do seem to be in the midst of some epidemic of psychosis...)
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 12:22 PM
That's hot, Kolby...oooh yeah...Julie...got something new to try!
Damn, Sarina...I looked all over but you're right...there are no pictures to be found. Which...when you think about it...is a good thing. There's no chance of it coming back.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 12:23 PM
I miss slap bracelets.
They would fit in well with my campaign for Darwin to be allowed to work as it should.
I remember them being banned because people were not intelligent enough to play with a sharp piece of metal wrapped in cheap, brightly colored fabric.
Posted by: Melody at August 6, 2008 12:30 PM
Ahahahaha Melody! I actually recently found some in Hot Topic (yeah, I know, but they have awesome socks) and was amazed that somebody was actually manufacturing them again. They not only had their thinly-wrapped sharp edges, they also had small metal studs on them! You could have gagged me with a spoon. I like, totally bought one. Then I played with it until I hurt myself.
They also had bunches of thin rubber ("Madonna") bracelets, in sets comprised of black and hot pink or black and neon green. And giant dangly open star earrings. I was sorely tempted, but luckily, I had a vision of Madonna herself in all her giant-ratty-haired, lace-covered, neon-80s glory. I backed slowly away from the display, paid for my slap bracelet, and booked outta there.
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 12:40 PM
Oh shit...I used to have slap bracelets. Or at least, my female friends did, and I would terrorize them with them. Nothing says young love like stealing a girl's bracelet when she isn't looking and running away laughing.
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 12:57 PM
... and then slapping her with it on the back of her bare legs, in that rolled-up Catholic school skirt, when she's not paying attention.... The happiest day of my life was when my 6th grade crush did that to me.
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 1:01 PM
Memories...
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 6, 2008 1:02 PM
They had slap bracelets at Claire's several years ago (2002?). I bought the one in metallic purple/blue. Made the mistake of wearing it to my friend's graduation from law school party, where a couple of guys thought it would be fun to play with. Never did see it again. About a year ago, I found out it ended up under the stove.
Posted by: tamatha at August 6, 2008 1:05 PM
I'm pretty sure that I'm still in the tiny tiny minority of people who prefer the 1992 Buffy movie. Yea yea whatever you wanna say about how much you love the series, but did it have choice lines like this?
"All I want to do is graduate from high school, go to Europe, marry Christian Slater, and die. Now it may not sound too great to a sconehead like you, but I think it's swell. And you come along and tell me I'm a member of the hairy mole club so you can throw things at me?"
Or! THE Hilary Swank saying "Get out of my facial!"
Or! "They had this look in their eyes, totally cold, animal. I think they were young Republicans."
Did the series have Donald Sutherland? Nope. How about PeeWee Herman playing a vampire? David Arquette?
And as far as love interests go, who do you think would really win in a fight: David Boreanaz or Luke Perry? Not even 1992-era Luke Perry, we'll go with today's Luke Perry.
Posted by: Renee at August 6, 2008 1:59 PM
Maybe it was just my bit of England, but I remember snap bracelets everywhere when I was in middle school in the late 90s. And I know people who only stopped wearing those rubber bracelets about two years ago. Luckily I'm too young and too British to remember pegged jeans or multiples... You guys got all the amusing fashions.
Posted by: Gumble at August 6, 2008 2:09 PM
Renee,
I think D-Bo would win. I've seen Luke Perry & he's kind of short & skinny. Boreanaz is beefy & does kick-boxing.
Though I do think Perry looked better in his leather jacket...
I still prefer the tv show, though. It had plenty of choice lines, that good and better. Hell, there's a whole book of them somewhere (and by 'somewhere', I mean 'pride of place on the loooong shelf of books about Buffy at my place'...) .
Posted by: Tarn at August 6, 2008 2:52 PM
*Christine, yes! I remember those XBOX games! And by "remember" I mean, still have both of them, and play sometimes.
I didn't think they were that bad...
Posted by: isabelle at August 6, 2008 3:02 PM
Tarn, I have that shelf too!
The movie holds a special place in my heart, but the series def kicks its ass, and Boreanaz is aging far more gracefully than Perry. Have you seen Bones? He's downright hot in that!
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(in deference to theoriginal) at August 6, 2008 3:07 PM
Anastasia,
hail, my sister in geekhood! ;-)
Yes, I've seen Bones. Boreanaz had started to go a little Steven Seagal by season 5 of Angel, but he's definitely picked himself back up now.
(No way Zach was the evil apprentice though. Does Not Compute! Bad writers!!)
Posted by: Tarn at August 7, 2008 6:20 AM
I know, what the eff was up with that Zach thing? That was just wrong. And just kind of stupid. It kind of felt like they started this thing, and then they had to finish it, but they hadn't really thought it all the way through. That's what I got, anyway.
I do love the addition of Sweets, though. The three of them really play well off each other, although it was getting a little weird towards the end, with the girlfriend, and the breakup, and him being all needy and unprofessional all of a sudden. Hopefully they'll fix that in the upcoming season.
By the by, I'm sure you already know about it, but just in case: check out SlayageOnline.com. It's freakin' awesome. It's sad that it's not in print to add to the shelf, but if you need a fix of scholarly analytical Buffy writing, it's always there.
P.S. We're not dorks at all. Or so I keep telling myself.
Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen (Jr.)(apologies to original AB) at August 7, 2008 10:33 AM
What a bunch of dorks!!! HAHAHAHA...look at the Buffy dorks!!!
{surreptitiously writes down SlayageOnline.com...glances around and skulks off to enjoy in private}
Posted by: Shadows of Dakaron at August 7, 2008 10:40 AM
I believe, so far, there's just Katie being crazy (if on multiple occasions). Thus, one can hope it's like an instance of smallpox that somehow popped up but is well-defended against.
Yeah, Mary Kate lawyered up, huh? Where the hell is Frank Pembleton?