Three Fuzzy Second Bananas Whom My Eight-Year-Old Self Would Have Liked for a Best Friend

Aug 12, 2011 14:21

I guess my forty-year-old self would be down with it too, honestly.

1. Fozzie Bear. Reasons: That glorious hat. The way his mouth curves into a weird half-smile, half-expression-of-terror. That tone in his voice which simultaneously (and heartbreakingly) expresses both his desperate desire to be liked and his certainty of failure. The way that he pushes unfunniness to such an extreme that it becomes hilarious. "Movin' Right Along," which I think of as Fozzie's song, and which I used to not only have memorized, but was able to sing in a fairly good approximation of his voice.

2. Chewbacca. I mean, basically this would be so that I could pretend I was Han Solo. But it would be pretty cool to drive people crazy by constantly having half a conversation in front of them.

Chewie: "Rrraaannngggrr!"
Me: "Yeah, it does look sort of funny."
Person on bus: "What? What looks funny?"
Me: "Oh, there was a sign on a tree back there. You missed it."
Chewie (laughs): "Grrarrg!"
Me (laughs): He likes your haircut.

3. Nanook from "The Lost Boys." Pretty much entirely because of the scene where he knocks the vampire into the tub full of garlic and holy water. People put dogs in movies and then they don't have the dogs actually around much, probably because dogs are hard to deal with on set, but in my experience real dogs are hard to ignore (because they are always underfoot) and, on occasion, totally badass, like Nanook.

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