Instead of Anonymous: If a campy revisionist period action drama isn’t what you expected from the director of Independence Day and 2012, you haven’t been paying attention. A man capable of destroying the planet in the most entertaining ways imaginable is more than qualified to do the same to the Elizabethan Age. Anonymous asks the question, “Have we been fooled all along?” Andrew Fleming’s The Craft is the perfect substitute, because it asks a similar question, though concluding not by proving Shakespeare a fraud, but by proving the existence of witchcraft. Do you remember when Neve Campbell and Rachel True visited Robin Tunney to check on her witchy woman powers, and then Tunney throws back some major shade in the form of a lightning bolt and downed tree branch? Well, all I’m saying is that Robin Tunney is still alive and no other witch has claimed responsibility for Hurricane Irene. Think about it.
Hey, the “joke” in my Netflix “thing” on “The Hairpin” today is that every movie I recommend is “The Craft.”
I was checking my Google Analytics account today and noticed a large number of clicks were coming from the keyword “League Of Their Own Halloween Costume.” The search led to the following post - a story I’d forgotten about.
While in DC this weekend, I visited a hotel in Dupont Circle to meet up with some friends. As I waited in the lobby, a gaggle of gals exited the elevator in baseball uniforms singing “WE ARE THE MEMBERS OF THE ALL-AMERICAN LEAGUE”…etc. I stopped them, pulled out my phone, and said, “CAN I GET A PICTURE OF YOU ALL?”
They were happy to oblige and quickly got in a delightful peach-colored semicircle. Since I’ve seen that movie more times than I care to admit, I followed up the photo of this foot-in-mouth gem: “SO WHICH ONE OF YOUR HUSBANDS JUST DIED?”
They reacted with dismissive anger and left the lobby while mumbling things like, “What does that even mean?” and “It’s her bachelorette party.” Though I understand making a joke about Betty Spaghetti’s husband’s unfortunate death wasn’t exactly a great idea to begin with, a true A League of Their Own fan would have laughed - bachelorette party or not.
Still can’t believe they didn’t understand that joke. Still cry when Tom Hanks hands Betty Spaghetti the yellow slip and she collapses and is all, “GEORGE! NO GEORRRRRGE! NOOOOOOOO!”