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The Linguini Revival: Praising oddity in film

The Sassy Princess: A hero for the ages

Have you ever met a princess as sassy as Leia? I certainly hadn’t when I watched Star Wars for the first time at the age of six, when I officially met her with this iconic line: “Aren’t you a little short for a Stormtrooper?”. The way she’s lying there, her arm on her hip, she oozes nonchalance and debonairness. She may as well be saying “What took you so long?”.  Let’s be honest, out of all three from the first trilogy, Leia stood out as the most original and refreshing (even at six I could tell her role was subversive). Sure, Han Solo is… Han Solo, but he still fits in our image of the “cowboy”, the all-American rascal. Thanks to Harrison Ford we have a three-dimensional character with so much wit he is almost real, and ripped out of the canvas bag of his architype, but he is still, essentially, a “Cowboy”. As for Luke, now I must make it clear, I have never been a fan of the character, to be honest I couldn’t give a damn about him (Mark Hamill is a different story, he’s terrific). Stories about the “special-one” always make me want to role my eyes. They just don’t make any sense to me. I won’t deny, he does have a nice arc and by Return of the Jedi he had become a proper hero. And that’s exactly my point, Luke is the archetypical Hero in every sense of the term (just look at The Hero with A Thousand Faces (1947) by Joseph Campbell). But Leia? Had history of cinema ever really seen anything like her? Sure, she does look like some space medieval person or whatnot and she is a “princess”, but is she really? To even call her a princess is subversive, her attitude and wit is everything that we don’t expect from that architype. In Force Awakens, she was called General, which is her actual role, however her older title had that touch of irony which befitted the character so perfectly. Oh, I could start a whole ode on her utmost bravery and general awesomeness, but I won’t bore you too much with that, you’ve seen the movies, you know she’s great. But there is one scene that always made me love her more (and snob Luke more). After having seen her home planet blasted to oblivion which essentially represents everything she ever knew, her friends and family, her childhood, her memories, her home, not to mention that it was her own father who commanded the explosion genocide (yes, I am aware that Leia is a fictional character and that her planet Alderan doesn’t exist but that traumatised me as a kid). And yet, after having gone through all of that she was the one who had to comfort Mr. Special Jedi over here, sure he had just seen his master/father figure die before his eyes, but come on, surely, watching your home planet be blown up must be more distressing? Nope, she carries on.20-luke-and-leia

 

I was always impressed in episode 6, how she was the one to save Han, I don’t know, I just thought it was cool. I loved how roguish she looked holding a shaken and vulnerable Han (THE Rogue) in her arms. About Episode 6, as a child on my first viewing of that movie, I was disappointed by the gold bikini, I regarded it as inappropriate and overtly sexual, and considered her to be above that, especially after having seen her save Han. However, later I watched with glee as she strangled that brut of a slug with the same chains he had enslaved her with, which left me with a sense of triumph. Jabba the Hut always repulsed me (like everyone, I believe, unless you’re Diego Luna). His sleaziness terrorised me more than Darth Vader ever did.

She’s the real hero here, well the one I looked up too as a kid anyway, the one I inspired me the most. Her wit, her attitude, her unabashed personality, the way in which she never even seemed to question her actions, and her confidence that transcends all stereotypes. Which is thanks to Carrie Fisher’s undeniable talent and real life personality.  She redefined my image of a (space) monarch as a child. She is probably closer to the great historic female monarchs then any stupid Disney movie (I’m sorry they just bore me, never liked the songs). Just think of Isabelle of France who was named the She-Wolf or Margaret of Valois who had to deal with the French Religious wars (she had a good life but you know having St. Bartholomew’s Day massacre a few days after your wedding doesn’t make the honeymoon any livelier), and so many more. But in my geeky brain, you say princess, I say Leia. She was my childhood hero and formed my vision of what a hero could be, which is why Carrie Fisher’s recent death has touched me to the same extent Robin William’s did a few years back. People die, it’s a part of life. So, it’s not like I’m mourning exactly, but it’s this strange morbid mixture of the death of a human being and this symbol that her character represented (hope and bravery), not to mention the level at which she took place in our psyche is what perturbs me. I will always associate Carrie Fisher to Leia despite her other wonderful work, the character will always be my childhood hero; and now she is gone.  Star wars is the place you could escape as a child in a galaxy far, far away, away from the worries of this world and watch as the light side (life, hope)  vanquished the dark side (doom and death ). Her passing brings Star Wars back down to earth. I would like to leave this page with Fisher’s own beautiful and poetic words:

 

“So, I tell my younger friends that no matter how I go, I want it reported that I drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.”

 

LL.Wooden

PRAISING ODDITY: WHY THE LINGUINI INCIDENT IS IN NEED OF A REVIVAL.

IF you have heard of this film, you may be a David Bowie fan, looking out of your window for the smallest sparkle the Starman left behind. This was, I must confess, my case. This
is not meant to be a straight-foward review but an explanation of why this film is, according to my sister and I, the worthy mascot of our blog and what it stands for. It is the film that inspired us to go on a mission that consists of praising neglected and shunned films.blog-1

On Rotten Tomatoes, the “tomatometer” is not available for the critic’s score. Furthermore, The Guardian wrote an article entitled: “The Linguini Incident: a Bowie re-release nobody needs to see” and Variety calls it an “uninspired, poverty row production”. On the contrary, even though The Linguini Incident shines with quirkiness and energy and is to me, in the heritage of endearing rom-coms that Audrey Hepburn is known for. It also made me think of a more recent movie in a similar style, with somewhat echoing characters: She’s funny That Way with Imogen Poots. We basically think that more people should watch this gem of a film. Aside from the film in itself, it is quite interesting to note that its director, Richard Shepard was 25 when he made the film, and had the guts to send David Bowie his script. I am in no way saying that Mr. Shepard is an unrecognised genius or that his script was bad and not to be seen or an excuse for the film’s low ratings. But, kudos to him. Set in a surrealist themed restaurant, Rosanna Arquette plays Lucy, a quirky aspiring escape artist. The fact that she lives in the shadow of her past achievements as a child prodigy and her grand farther’s ties to the great Houdini as his booking agent, constructs her as a sweet, loveable character. Her plans to rob the surrealist themed restaurant she works at (appropriately named Dali) are intertwined with Monte’s (David Bowie) own plans to rid himself of huge amounts of debt. Respectful of the rom-com tradition, the film begins with the leads being bitter with one another, and the movie ends with a kiss.
Enough with the plain stuff… Lets get to what we really want to talk about: why the linguini movie is the worthy mascot of our blog.

The Linguini Incident doesn’t actually have a linguini incident. I expected it to have a
scene reminiscent of the Monty Python sketch,”Mr Creosote blows up” from The Meaning of Life, where the characters are submerged in a sea of pasta. The poster suggests this as it presents the character’s faces intertwined in the linguini, recalling the detail from Klaus Voorman’s cover art for “Revolver”. Yet, there are no “tart à la crème” gags. Or in this case, “pate à la tomate” gag. The mention of linguini acts as a metaphor for the film’s haphazard story line, truffled with equally wacky characters. The poster’s design deserves a special mention. It pretty much says what the movie is on the tin: unexpected, topsy-turvy turns of events, bondage jokes related to Lucy’s escapology pursuits and it states simply, that all is not what it seems in this film.

We believe that the criticism this movie has received is not fair. Sure, the script is wonky at times but it is quotable, funny, lighthearted and brought to the screen by energetic actors. While the film follows the rom-com recipe, it ends up subverting it, hence making an original, and cringe-free movie. The movie is as strangely cosy as Lucy’s apartment, filled with Houdini memorabilia.

I don’t quite know where to start listing what we love so much about this movie, because it is a true exemple of the devil being in the detail: from the the liquid watch, being a reference to Dali, to Thomas Newman’s (American Beauty) charming and nostalgic score. Other details such as the long breadsticks, the restaurant’s eclectic style, the waitresses’ 1960s silver dresses make this movie stand out. Lucy’s escapologist 1920 costumes reminded me of Barbara Streisand’s skater costumes in Funny Girl, therefore placing the movie in the “awkward and relatable girl finds love” tradition. Moreover, the film is set in a gritty looking New York city Some of the shots are nicely composed and convey the film’s ambiance grappled between the strange dream-like, underground world in which the characters work, and a gloomier, greyer version of daylight’s reality: arti

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If we were to analyse the first frame, I’d point out the empty fair, contrasted with the character’s childish candy floss. The film introduces Lucy’s character trough a dirty mirror. Mirrors are often used to contrast reality and fiction, therefore this enables us to see that the movie distorts reality. Just as Lucy aspires to be an escape artist, the film attemps to escape reality.

Eszter Balint as Vivian, the eccentric clothes designer, is the funny third wheel (if I may say), providing laughs as the robber or “East Village performance artist”. Other minor characters such as Jeanette (Marlee Matlin), the sassy cashier and the unexpected yet sly villains, Cecil and Dante (Buck Henry and Andre Gregory), are underlying ingredients to this linguini.

The Linguini Incident, too chthonic to be called a cult classic, is a pleasure to discover, it almost feels like one’s own (Chthonic: the word alone is chthonic). It has what I look for in rom-coms and its edge makes it satisfying to watch. This film begins our journey: praising neglected or disregarded films. To do so, we will highlight the films we consider to be cult classics in the edgy world.

The Linguini Incident, is what we want to call: a linguini movie: twisty plots, strange, full of quirks (I’m sure we’re all going to beg that the word quirk and its derivatives should no longer be used), yet like a trusted dish of linguini, we are satisfied.

Fact: the film is also known as Shag-a-rama, Austin Powers would add: “Shag-a-licious, baby”.

JJ. Wooden

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