Sunday, November 1, 2020

Boogie Nights

 

Boogie Nights
(1997 American period drama directed by Paul Thomas Anderson;
starring Mark Wahlberg, Burt Reynolds, Julianne Moore, 
William H Macy, Heather Graham, Philip Seymour Hoffman, 
Don Cheadle, John C Reilly, Alfred Molina)
by Live Music Head
October 2020


You got the best of my love. 
Burt Reynolds.
Whoa whoa, you got the best of my love!
Yes, yes, you do.
You always did.
May you rest in peace.
Oh, the Emotions!!
For I remember you fondly plastered on my older sister’s bedroom wall,
the hairy Hollywood outlaw sprawled Cosmo-naked
across that ol’ bear skin centerfold of 1972.
You, with that heart-melting Bandit smile,
who always kept one step ahead of Sheriff Buford T. Justice
while racing and romancing a runaway bride
in a cool black Pontiac Trans Am.
Hey!
You were also that hero who, with a bow and arrow shot,
a rapist to dueling banjos.
Now known as Jack Horner, porn king,
who garnered you 3 nomination nods and 12 awards for it.
Yes, yes he did.
For the love of nostalgia, bravo!!
Seeing Cheryl Tiegs, Farrah Fawcett and Bruce Lee plastered 
on the walls of Eddie Adams’ bedroom 
also caused a nostalgia flood.
And that Corelle dishware:
“Holy sausages, mama!”
For it’s that decade.
That decade when sex was safe.
And the best ever porn was made.
The nineteen seventies.
A time when disco was king,
and Buck Swope tried to close a deal in the stereo shop
with a country and western test drive on an 8-track cassette.
These are a few of my favourite things!
Roller Girl, Melanie, and her Brand New Key.
“Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates,
you got a brand new key.
I think that we should get together and try them out, you see.
I been looking around a while, you got something for me.
Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates,
you got a brand new key.”
Welcome to the business where every inch counts.
Based upon the legendarily-hung John C. Holmes,
aka Johnny Wadd,
we’re talkin’ Boogie Nights here,
the period drama, re-visited.
Also starring Julianne Moore as Amber Waves, 
the cocaine-addicted unfit porn mother,
who garnered 6 awards for it. 
In this, one of the greatest fucking films ever made.
Thank you Paul Thomas Anderson!
For I still can’t shake that shocking cuckold scene
where “Little” Bill Thompson exacts revenge on his wife.
Mama Told Me Not to Come!!
Completely unforgettable.
Thank you too, William H. Macy.
“I was taken to a place,
the Hall of the Mountain King.
I stood high up on a mountaintop,
naked to the world.
In front of every kind of girl.
There was long ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones.
Black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones.
Out of the middle, came a lady.
She whispered in my ear, something crazy.”
Holy camera angles and rotary phones!
War.
“It used to be when I'd see a girl that I liked,
I'd get out my book and write down her name.
Ah, but when the grass got a little greener on the other side,
I'd just tear out that page.”
Elvin Bishop?
Yes.
He Fooled Around and Fell in Love!
Enter Philip Seymour Hoffman,
aka Scotty, the gay boom operator with Hot Chocolate.
I believe in miracles!
You Sexy Thing.
“I wanna do it 'til the sun comes up.
Uh huh.
And I wanna do it 'til I can't get enough.
Yeah, yeah!
I wanna put on my my my my my boogie shoes,
just to boogie with you!”
You, yes you, KC-lookalike
during that Saturday Night Fever scene.
And you, Walter Egan…
“With you, I might try,
my secrets to reveal.
For you are a magnet,
and I am steel.”
Goodbye colourful pant suits with big-ass lapels!
Enter the 1980s.
Sniff 'n' The Tears.
“The news is blue (the news is blue).
Has its own way to get to you (ooh-ooh).
What can I do (what can I do?)
When I remember my time with you?
Pick up your feet.
Got to move to the trick of the beat.
There is no elite.
Just take your place in the driver's seat.”
With Sister Christian.
“Oh the time has come.
And you know that you're the only one,
to say okay.
Where you going?
What you looking for?
You know those boys don't wanna play no more,
with you.
It's true.
And about that high-as-a-kite Lord Rahad Jackson
playing air drums to his Awesome Mixed Tape #6,
during that edgy baking soda scene that ends it all?
Kudo’s, Alfred Molina!
Was them firecrackers going off?
God Only Knows.
But, holy pregnant donut hold-ups and gunfights Batman,
“What’s your price for flight?”
I felt every fucking pop!
Thanks especially goes out to Mark Wahlberg,
also known as that emotionally-abused high school drop-out,
turned nightclub dishwasher wanna-be star.
For keeping the dream alive.
And being blessed with that one special thing, right?
D-I-R-K
D-I-G-G-L-E-R!
“Sailin' away on the crest of a wave,
It's like magic.
Oh, rollin' and ridin' and slippin' and slidin',
It's magic.
And you, and your sweet desire,
you took me higher and higher,
baby!”
OMG, it’s a Livin’ Thing!!


The trailer for Boogie Nights...