With sweet understaaaaaandin’….
As I reached for the alarm button this morning, in the empty stage of my mind, a song was swelling, until finally, as I sat up to find pajama top and bottoms, the lyrics were not only forefront in my cobwebby brain, but on the tip of my tongue….
is standing beside you
You don’t need no makeup
Don’t need to pretend
Is here to provide you
With sweet understanding
Seymour’s your friend.”
I love that movie. (Oh gawd, I just imdb’d it…it’s 20 years old…!)
Every time I go to the dentist, I have a flashback to Bill Murray meeting Steve Martin (as Dr. Orin Scrivello…D.D.S.)…“I think I need a root canal. I definitely need a long, slow root canal.”
Didja ever see the original Roger Corman black & white version, with Jack Nicholson? Wacky. No catchy musical numbers. That I recall.
What if Jack Nicholson had made ‘One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest’ as a musical? They could have called it “Cuckoo!” (with the exclamation point), singing songs like “My Heart Belongs to Nurse Ratched”, and “I’m N-N-N-N-ot Crazy”.
“The Tall Guy” is a funny little movie with Emma Thompson, Rowan Atkinson, and Jeff Goldblum, wherein the latter stars in a West-End musical based on the life of John Merrick, the Elephant Man. The musical is called, of course, “Elephant!” (with the exclamation point). Unfortunately, I’ve taken to creating fantastical musical numbers in my head when faced with horrendous real-life news stories. “Tsunami!” “Columbine!” “Amish!” It’s a coping mechanism, to be sure, as I just can’t deal with terrible real-life drama. I’m sure there’s a special kind of hell for folks like me.
So, let's see…Little Shop of Horrors...Jack Nicholson...big-budget Broadway musicals named after disasters...that, dear bloggers, is where my head is at today. Where's yours?