The possible dancing may have been caused by pre-func music leading up to the Cort and Fatboy screening of Kevin Smih's Mallrats, 'cause that music was a mix of music from a bunch of Kevin Smith's films, particularly the early ones (from Clerks to Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back), and those soundtracks' songs do often make we want to groove, bust a move, flail or otherwise move my moneymaker. And dancing should be a renewable resource, because there should always be more of it, so I did. Maybe. Again, please trust me.
Again, dancing was needed.
So was laughing, and yep, I laugh a lot when watching Mallrats. At least one friend would be horrified at this, and at least one friend would be fully supportive of this; it's a polarizing movie, but in a way it may be the ideal film of Smith's to show at midnight. Clerks may be too low-key and lo-fi; Chasing Amy, Clerks II, and Zack and Miri Make a Porno (his only film I haven't seen yet) are even more polarizing films in their way; Dogma probably doesn't have the right tone to be watched with a crowd that late; Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back has been seen plenty on the big screen by Smith's fanbase; and Jersey Girl is Jersey Girl, and a story about losing the most important person in your life may not go over well in the small hours of the night. Mallrats, on the other hand, is one of his more purely wacky flicks, and most of its fans never saw it on the big screen, so it was an ideal choice by Cort and Bobby. Thanks, men.
It's also a sexy flick. Not just because of the nudity (even though
Oh, crap, I'm starting to head towards deep analysis of a film with a gag involving a nipple where there shouldn't be one. Am I going in a bad direction? Keep reading to find out!
So. Mallrats was seen by a few hundred Portlanders Friday night. We appreciated the charisma bombs that Jason Lee was dropping in what was his first high-profile role (his only film experience before Mallrats had been a few minutes onscreen in Allison Anders's Mi Vida Loca. We remembered how quick-talking actors have to be in Kevin Smith flicks; is Mallrats his film with the fastest-spoken dialogue? We reminisced about Magic Eye posters and were amused by their use as a plot point. For the record, I NEVER SAW A THING IN THOSE POSTERS. I feel like I missed out on a key Nineties thing. Argh. We cheered Stan Lee's cameo, especially when he appeared in drawn form in the opening credits. We had fun. Food- and beer- fueled fun.
We also manfully resisted reciting Jay's "Snnochie Boochies!" What happened was, when introducing the flick, Cort and Fatboy asked us just to recite lines for a minute, get it out of our system. Some of us did. Cort and Fatboy then pointed out that most people, including them, couldn't understand what we were saying. "You think you have soemthing funny, and to everyone else it sounds like 'RarghGlarghFarg,'" Cort said (approximate quote.) I realized they were right. It sounds like we're reciting "Paralyzed" by the Legendary Stardust Cowboy, I thought. During the film, reciting and back-talking to the screen: kept to a minimum. Mainly we laughed.
The pre-film entertainment, after the aforementioned dance-causing music, was the video to Afroman's "Because I Got High"+ -- and hey, considering that Kevin Smith is now an out-and-proud pot smoker, whereas when Afroman did that song for Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back he wasn't, does Smith consider that song anti-pot propaganda now? -- his Clerks short "The Flying Car," and the court episode of Clerks: The Animated Series. Which I may write about in its own entry, as I have Thoughts.
And this is all true. (In other words, So... that happened.)
+ P.S. to Mom and Dad: you don't want to click on the video for "Because I Got High." Not your thing. Which you probably guessed.