Bang Bang Baby comes on like a
cross between Top Secret! And Psycho
Beach Party at first. It treats its
heroine’s dream to become a teen idol with absolutely sincerity while
surrounding her with goofy stock characters: the drunken yet eloquent father,
the creepy stalker intended to provide a counterpoint to the dreamy, perfect
hero; the scenery-chewing aw-shucks movie hero stuck in a small town; even a
folksy moonshine slinger.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Blood and Circus: A Retrospective of my Time in Wrestling Fandom. Part 2: Running Away
I was fourteen years old by the
time I went to my first pay per view. It
was the Royal Rumble, and it opened a definitive year for some of the worst years
the business would ever experience. The
Undertaker was barely a babyface, Vince McMahon couldn’t decide between Bret
Hart and Lex Luger for the next Face of the Company, and the steroid trials had
barely vindicated the industry. These
were the years I became a huge fan, the years that I spent, well – spending
most of my tiny income on pro wrestling.
I wasn’t inside of course; not
yet.
Sunday, May 29, 2016
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Blood and Circus: A Retrospective of my Time in Wrestling Fandom. Part 1: In the Beginning
“Would you like to watch
WrestleMania?”
My cousin Kerry was about seven
years old, I was just over ten. We were
at her house, and the charm of playing with her tiny turtle and fish had worn
off. The question left me wondering; I
knew vaguely what pro wrestling was, having seen well-oiled men yelling from
the screen during the business’ boom period during my childhood, but I never
sat down to watch it myself.
Kerry had been a fan for much
longer. “Why don’t we watch WrestleMania
6?” That sounded fine. She turned the TV on and The Ultimate Warrior
was ranting about the skies and the heavens, and suddenly I was hooked.
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