It’s children’s movie week on Reviews For No Reason, apparently. But hey, I like kid’s media. I’m reading a children’s mystery book series right now. I enjoy the simplicity – not to say that the media is simple in a bad way, it’s just simplistic. It’s not trying to impress anyone by being fancy, it’s just trying to be entertaining and real, and I find a lot of comfort in that.
The two things that make this particular movie stand out from the Marvel Universe we’re all desensitized to: the fact that it’s less than two hours long, and the representation.
The film was ahead of its time, premiering in 1997 and code switching to put the woman in the high powered career seat, and her male counterpart is genuine and doesn’t do shitty things that are somehow redeemed by true love.
It was like Sunshine and Gravity had a baby and it inherited the worst traits of both parents.
Spice World nods at their origin story while still expressing an individuality and a depth to the girls that other manufactured bands of the time did not have. In a time when Justin Timberlake couldn’t sneeze without permission, Geri was screaming feminist truths and no one dared to tell her that it wasn’t allowed.
Their play depends entirely on the way that older people are viewed in American society. No one takes them seriously or spends much time talking to them at all.
Expectations are everything. When you put on a romantic comedy, you know exactly what you’re getting yourself in to. They are cathartic, and some of us (like me!) enjoy throwing on a classic, wonderfully tacky rom-com every once in awhile. There is no shame, and I will not apologize.