Sexy sex god

So like, WEEKS ago, your girl Rekha made a big announcement that there would now be not one but two! Two Pop Culture Librarians! And then!

Crickets.

Well, not crickets. PCL#1 continued to blog in the awesome way that she does. But PCL#2 failed to appear.

I’m going to be real with you peoples. I got a little bit of stage fright. You and Rekha have ten years of beautiful history together. It’s your Tin Anniversary! (Actually that doesn’t sound so great. What are you supposed to buy for that, a role of aluminum foil? It makes no sense. But details!) Who am I, some interloper, to come in and bust it all up? What if my blogging is not up to the high PCL standards that you have come to know and expect? What if you throw the blog across the room in disgust?

However! You all seem pretty kind and generous, so I’m just going to bust up in here with some pop culture business. Go easy on me.

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Recently I was on one of those planes where it’s kind of like Netflix–you get your own screen and you can choose your own movie for free. Aren’t those the best? God, I love them so much.

Anyway, I had a Paul Rudd marathon (such is the degree of my love for Paul Rudd that I even watched Ant Man), and then once all my Rudd-related options were exhausted I moved on to When Harry Met Sally. 

My original review of this movie, after a screening at my birthday sleepover in seventh grade, was that men and women can too be friends, so there. I stand by that review, but also I have a news bulletin for you from 1989: HARRY IS THE WORST.

Did everyone else already know this? Sally has her problems I guess but her main problem is Harry being the very absolute worrrrrst.

Exhibit A:

“When I buy a new book, I read the last page first. That way if I die before I finish it, I know how it ends. That, my friend, is a dark side.”

Barf. This guy is every worst guy that you dated when you were 22. He tries to impress you with his existentialism, then he hits on you despite the fact that he is currently dating your friend. When you decline, he accuses you of being uptight.

In Harry’s case, he then stalks Sally for years afterwards, continuing to explain to her how awesome he is and how screwed up she is.

 

Also, I had forgotten that this movie very much expects us to believe that Billy Crystal is a sex god. He mentions it in practically every conversation. It’s so exhausting, sleeping with so VERY many ladies! Then they expect you to hold them afterwards! Life is so harrrd for a sexy sexy sex god like Billy Crystal.

In summary: Thumbs up to the many wigs of Meg Ryan, thumbs down to everything about Billy Crystal in this movie.

 

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8 comments

  1. The only thing I don’t love about this post is that you named it Sexy Sex God and it turned out to be about Billy Crystal. M NIGHT SHYAMALAN LEVEL TWIST

  2. I think I’m the only male among the vocal segment of this blog’s fandom, so I’m perhaps not representative of the commentary at large. I loved Meg early, like many guys, but I loved Billy late. Took me a while to recognize his genius, which is really tied to his time, that particular time in Show Biz. I got tired of Ryan after about a frillion times of seeing her in the same kind of role. But I look back at Crystal in that movie — like where he’s singing karaoke to that Oklahoma song and he puts his leg up on the speaker in a style that’s recognizable as a sort of “stage musical” pose — it’s kinda brilliant. I can’t speak to the sexiness issue — you’ll work that out — but sure, Harry was a messed up stinker and it’s hard to believe that she’d have fallen back into him after getting her life in such ship shape. More importantly, you are possibly the most courageous person on earth, kicking in here where Rekha has trod. Of all the Internet’s blogs, this is the only one I check for new posts. I would quit Facebook before I quit this blog (did, in fact). But no pressure or anything. I doubt she would have hand-picked you if she thought you’d fail. So welcome, Hayden. One thing — there’s no way to tell who’s posting now.

    1. Hey Matt- when I look at the bottom of the post, I can see “posted by Hayden”– is that not showing up for you? Thanks for letting me know that this is an issue! We will work out through the bumps of the merger.

    2. Matt, I am going to respond to comments more quickly than this from now on, I swear! I am also a fan of the karaoke scene in WHMS, although I kind of applaud Meg Ryan for letting it be known that she has, hands down, the worst voice in the universe. Billy Crystal can be funny, even if he’s not my favorite comedian.

      I know part of the point is that Harry learns and grows, but…does he?? Nora Ephron leaves us a mixed legacy, that’s all I’m sayin’.

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