The Nature Boy
04-24-2003, 08:31 AM
Ok, ok I know, most will say the whole movie is shit, and they are probably right. But I always loved the dynamic between Rex Manning and Michelle Pfeffier and I thought they generated some sparks(I need a cool-ool-ool-ool rider). And the key is not to compare it to the first Grease, which is one of the finest musicals ever made, and probably the best of the last 25 years(slim pickins with Moulon Rouge and Chicago being the only competition, but still).
But these faggy T-Birds completely sink this movie. You've got the authority figure from the Twisted Sister videos(What are you going to do with your life/I oughtta slap your fat face), the clear acting influence on Mr. McMahon. This sad bastard tries to warble through some tunes with no effect.
You then have Christopher McDonald, remarkable because he's the face you know that always sinks whatever role he's in. Ok, I'll give him the weather reporter in the Perfect Storm(despite his hammy delivery on "The Perfect Storm' line) and Shooter McGavin. Always appears to be checking out the lead guys dink.
But then you get to the lead guy, Adrian Zmed. He's before my time, I believe he was on some sort of dance fever/solid gold type disco show, but rumors were rampant he was Merv Griffin's fuck toy, which is funnier than any line I could come up with here. Looks as gay as you would imagine trying to be a motorcycle riding badass.
Now I realize you aren't going to find a lot of bad asses doing choregraphed dance moves, but there must be some balance that could be struck between this uber-faginess and the supposition that these guys could actually beat your ass with their fists 1950's style.
Bon Jovi Fan Since Day ONE!
But these faggy T-Birds completely sink this movie. You've got the authority figure from the Twisted Sister videos(What are you going to do with your life/I oughtta slap your fat face), the clear acting influence on Mr. McMahon. This sad bastard tries to warble through some tunes with no effect.
You then have Christopher McDonald, remarkable because he's the face you know that always sinks whatever role he's in. Ok, I'll give him the weather reporter in the Perfect Storm(despite his hammy delivery on "The Perfect Storm' line) and Shooter McGavin. Always appears to be checking out the lead guys dink.
But then you get to the lead guy, Adrian Zmed. He's before my time, I believe he was on some sort of dance fever/solid gold type disco show, but rumors were rampant he was Merv Griffin's fuck toy, which is funnier than any line I could come up with here. Looks as gay as you would imagine trying to be a motorcycle riding badass.
Now I realize you aren't going to find a lot of bad asses doing choregraphed dance moves, but there must be some balance that could be struck between this uber-faginess and the supposition that these guys could actually beat your ass with their fists 1950's style.
Bon Jovi Fan Since Day ONE!