There was a lady in our town when I was younger who dressed as thought the 1960’s never ended. Fringes and low flowing hair. Bell bottoms and platforms. I used to wonder what made that so darn special that she couldn’t let it go. Now well into her fifties this woman was stuck in a time warp. I would think about her now and again as I went about my life. As a young adult whenever I saw someone very clearly rocking the eighties look in the naughties. I wondered about that woman and if she still dressed like a flashback to the sixties. I think part of me has started to understand that woman.
You see, I like the old stuff. Not too old, just prime of my youth type old. think 1990 – 2000. Movies especially. I just prefer my movies with a side order of grungy nineties ick on it. I wanted to work at Empire Records. I wanted the posh upper east side, parental free residence of Cruel Intentions. Especially Catherine’s room. I wanted to road trip and find adventure with my girlfriends like Thelma and Louise. Well, you get the point. Was it because they were speaking to a younger, less tied down soul when I first saw them? Did they speak to me because in that moment of life when anything truly was possible without care or concern?
Maybe I love 1990’s films because they brainwashed me?
I wonder these things some times. I see a lot of newer movies, what can I say, I like background noise while I work. None speaks to me quite as much as the ones I saw and loved in the nineties. Though to be fair, I didn’t have a smart phone permanently attached to my side in the nineties. When I watched a movie, I actually watched it. It’s an interesting thing to ponder, don’t you think? Were movie plots better or was I just more easily impressed? Am I looking at them through the rose-coloured glasses of nostalgia?
Here’s a list of some of my favourites, some silly, some serious, some that are just something else all together. You tell me.
- Cruel Intentions
- Empire Records
- Thelma & Louise
- The Matrix
- Jurassic Park
- Good Will Hunting
- Boogie Nights
- Shawshank Redemption
Plus plenty more on THIS list. I’m wondering too if Stealing Beauty and How to Make an American Quilt fit this category. Because I love them too! See, obsessed. What can I say. I like the old stuff better than the new stuff. Or maybe it’s just that I’ve seen them so many times there are etched permanently INTO my brain?