Oh what a beautiful moooooorrrrrniiiiiing!
The funny thing about movies is they take a REALLY long time to watch. Especially “Oklahoma”. My friends and I watched the three-hour version (with Hugh Jackman), and it is SO not suitable for children. Wow! I think it gave me nightmares. Drugs, murder, assault, racism, and at least two things I never ever even mention on this blog (both of which happened in song, too).
We also watched “Moulin Rouge” (which I love, and always have – I was devastated the first time I saw it, because I was so hoping Satine’s predicted death was a metaphor). We planned to watch “Sweeney Todd” (speaking of the unsuitable-for-children variety of musicals) and “Singing in the Rain” (which actually *IS* the hearty, happy musical that we innocently expect from “Oklahoma”), but we ran out of time.
Also, I think something happened to our brains. (And no, there wasn’t any alcohol. At all.)
I have hazy recollections of Fay beating up Ben with a baguette, of myself lurking around the kitchen with a hammer, and of Fay doing strange and wonderful things to my hair.
If CJ is killed with a hammer, I’m going to be in soo much trouble.
I find it suspicious that no photos were taken of Fay beating up Ben. If he’s killed by a baguette, I for one will be asking questions.
Since I’m eating healthily these days, we ate hommus and turkish bread, home-made soup, cheddar-sprinkled corn kernels, and more hommus with celery, capsicum and carrot. And lasagna for dinner.
(I have successfully lured my second brilliant author to the blog this year – Sandy Fussell herself commented on S#29: Write to your idols.)
No cthulhus were harmed (this one’s from Flickr – he is facing the White House, with – as you can see – a thoughtful expression):
10 thoughts on “#141: Broadway Day”
You forgot the *fabulous* subtext of it all. 🙂 I still like it.
Oh yeah! The gay subtext. Although more like “text”, as we all discussed (between gasps and snorts of laughter).
Well, you know me – I’m just a girl who cain’t say no.
Baguettes hurt more than you might expect…
If the baguette breaks before your bones do, you’ve got nothin to whine about. Fay often beats you up at my parties, I notice.
In my defense, he always deserves.
Fay – so true. I never seem to have a baguette handy, though. (On the up side, sometimes I have an octopus.)
Step away from my boy with that hammer – a mother’s urge to protect her offspring is a primal force and not to be underestimated …..
I promise to never hit CJ with a hammer. Ever. (Or a baguette.)
Hey, I NEVER deserve…
*is hit by a flying baguette*