Have To Believe We Are Magic
I'd been looking forward to Nicko & Joe's Bad Film Club for months now as they featured my all time favourite bad film, Xanadu, last night. I think it's important to explain that my teenage passion for this movie led me to be hospitalised for concussion as I tried to reenact scenes from the film with me on skates and a rope tied round a tree. I was a young impressionable twelve year old who believed she was going to grow up and be Olivia Newton-Jon. Sadly (or perhaps thankfully? LOL) this was not to be.
The anticipation of watching Xanadu for me is always much more exciting and wonderful than watching the movie itself. I find if you leave it for a few years, you begin to think it's magical, interesting, all singing, all dancing extravaganza of a film when in reality it is simply the shittiest film in the world ever. Don't get me wrong, I love it. I love its dire acting, its bad skating, its dodgy dance scenes and the overabundant use of 80s-esque lycra and legwarmers but I love it more for the movie that my falsified memory believes it to be.
The bad film club is great, in that they supply you with whistles, clappers and an assortment of festive party goods for you to generally make noise and create mayhem with during the truly boring parts of any bad movie...not that I'm suggesting Xanadu has any of those... This enhances the enjoyment of said movie ten fold. With real live comedians on stage waving pointy lazer beams at dodgy crotch shots and pointing out moments of 'acting', there is nothing not to love.
I was joined at the film by silverjet_allie, minx2012 (on her last London appearance before disappearing up north) and her friend Ben who is no doubt relieved to never have to see/deal with us crazies again after minx2012's departure hah hah. It was a lovely evening to sit around in the sunshine gasbagging before the show and everyone seemed to enjoy their bad film - though not quite the same level of 'enjoyment' as I was experiencing - having only seen it last night for the first time LOL.
In other excitement, I tumbled through the door at home to find two complimentary copies of JPM Guides London Guide book in which my photo of Fortnum & Mason appears. I can't explain how lovely they've made my picture look. The layout is sumptuous and I think I am more pleased with what they've done with the photo than I am of having taken it in the first place.
The anticipation of watching Xanadu for me is always much more exciting and wonderful than watching the movie itself. I find if you leave it for a few years, you begin to think it's magical, interesting, all singing, all dancing extravaganza of a film when in reality it is simply the shittiest film in the world ever. Don't get me wrong, I love it. I love its dire acting, its bad skating, its dodgy dance scenes and the overabundant use of 80s-esque lycra and legwarmers but I love it more for the movie that my falsified memory believes it to be.
The bad film club is great, in that they supply you with whistles, clappers and an assortment of festive party goods for you to generally make noise and create mayhem with during the truly boring parts of any bad movie...not that I'm suggesting Xanadu has any of those... This enhances the enjoyment of said movie ten fold. With real live comedians on stage waving pointy lazer beams at dodgy crotch shots and pointing out moments of 'acting', there is nothing not to love.
I was joined at the film by silverjet_allie, minx2012 (on her last London appearance before disappearing up north) and her friend Ben who is no doubt relieved to never have to see/deal with us crazies again after minx2012's departure hah hah. It was a lovely evening to sit around in the sunshine gasbagging before the show and everyone seemed to enjoy their bad film - though not quite the same level of 'enjoyment' as I was experiencing - having only seen it last night for the first time LOL.
Click to viewIn other excitement, I tumbled through the door at home to find two complimentary copies of JPM Guides London Guide book in which my photo of Fortnum & Mason appears. I can't explain how lovely they've made my picture look. The layout is sumptuous and I think I am more pleased with what they've done with the photo than I am of having taken it in the first place.