nogoodforme superlatives: Movies We'd Most Like to Live in
We had so much fun doing our end-of-year superlatives last December, we decided to make a regular thing out of sharing all our "best"s and "most"s and "number-one"s with you. This week's topic: Movies We'd Most Like to Live in. Let's hit it.
Kat: It's always been my dream to be an animated cartoon. So I would most like to live in a Hayao Miyazaki movie, probably Howl's Moving Castle. Dudes, Howl's a total hottie and would literally sweep you off your feet, being a wizard and all. He's like the David Bowie of cartoon characters, with his little earrings and his total awesome devotion to his hair:
But in all seriousness, the movie I most want to live in is Laurel Canyon. Any movie that has a super-sexy over-40 female record producer (played by the bad-ass Frances McDormand) living in the most amazing house and who gets to bed someone like Alessandro Nivola --- well, golly, that's a no-brainer! Plus it features songs by Sparklehorse, like "Shade and Honey," which you can listen to here:
Laura: I visited London this past summer and was really surprised/disappointed to find that it did not look exactly like the sketchy, scrappy tree-lined streets depicted in 101 Dalmatians, the coolest movie of the whole damned Disney "vaults" (close second: The Aristocats, duh). It's really tragic when you realize that your life-long dream of moving to London was based on fantasies of heavily-stylized imagery ripped off from an animated film and entirely removed from reality. If urban landscapes were one-tenth as charming as 101's London, we'd all have it made in the shade- literally! It would also be really fabulous to have 101 dalmatian puppies to call my own. Think of how many awesome names you would get to come up with! For instance: Dandelion, Juniper, Mashipots, John, Paul, George, Ringo, Lucifer, Pepper, Brownie, Groucho, Macadamia, Radio Rahim, Beatricci, Johnny Drama, Gershwin, Mikhail, Cannabis, Thoreau, Bungalow Bill... the list goes on. But to give credit where credit is due, at very least I do get to date a lanky, scatterbrained musician with a particularly charming Germanic nose. Things aren't so bad.
Liz: I just realized that I pretty much want to live in about 99 percent of the movies I really love, so this is basically the hardest thing I've ever had to write. I guess if it really came down to it I'd pick Return of the Jedi so I could ride around Endor on my speeder bike and become princess of the Ewoks and make out with Han Solo. But if that option weren't available, I'd probably go for something from what I'm going to classify as the "Lost Boy genre" - those movies that revolve around packs of wayward ruffians who live and die to make crazy trouble, and who may or may not have secret hearts of gold. The Outsiders is number-one of course, but I'd also include, umm, The Lost Boys, along with Lords of Dogtown, and maybe even Point Break. Let me clarify that I'd never want to be one of the girls (Cherry Valance = such a pill, if you ask me) - I'd be a tough, mean, wrangle-gangle boy, most preferably Matt Dillon from 3:50 to 4:00 of this clip here. Maybe the one exception would be Jami Gertz's character in The Lost Boys, since she gets the groovy name ("Starrrr..."), the glam-hippie wardrobe, and the distinction of being the one vampire in the movie who apparently never turns gross and tries to eat people.
The downside to all this is shit usually has to end in tragedy/bloodbath/self-destruction of some sort. So I guess my dream would be to be an Outsider before the knife-fight on the playground, an Ex-President before Keanu Reeves cracks the case with his supersleuth FBI skills, a Z-Boy before fame and fortune rear their ugly heads, and a Lost Boy before Corey Feldman drives a stake through my heart. And then it would be all hell-raising, all the time, and maybe some cliffside motorcycle-racing and pool skating too.
(P.S. All that hot rabble-rousing, and what do we girls get? Some totally lame-o adaptation of Foxfire? BOO.)