Thursday, July 19, 2012

Leonard Edward Funt

I'm pretty sure there's nobody -- not even Anthony Edwards's mom -- who has seen How I Got Into College more times than I have. It's one of Savage Steve Holland's unsung masterpieces, and endlessly, stupidly quotable in that sort of Tourettey fashion my brain kicks into automatically all the damn time. (Like f'rinstance, I see the word Yale, and I think "One girl took up wrestling, and she got into Yale!" "No, Harvard!" And sometimes I say this out loud, and people around me are like " ... the fuhh?") It's crammed full of awesome actors (but as is often the case with this type of movie, it has a lead who is nobody and went nowhere after). It's ridonculous, but has sudden stabs of truth (remember that girl calling her mom at home to see if she got any college letters, and she's yelling into the phone, "Is it fat or skinny? Fat or skinny! FAT OR SKINNY!!!"). Fun as hell, y'all.

This post brought to you by the fourth waking of one of my vampire children (TM Berwie), in which I got back into bed at 4:04 in the a.m., that's ante meridian, but couldn't go to sleep until I typed "DK post: How I got into college" into the Notes app on my iPhone. 

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Blogger Guinness74 said...

Must be a hemispheric disturbance. Ivy was up at 4:07 a.m. (local time) and said "it's dark in here." This after I had already moved to the couch to get away from pregnant wife snoring.

Oh, right...yes, we're having another. A boy, in October.

And, Conspiracy of Happiness is not the desolate wasteland that it had been for the last 6 months or so...just so you know.

6:22 AM  
Blogger Gleemonex said...

Whoa! Guinness, my man! So good to see you back in action! I'm'a go catch up on your blog -- and muchos felicidades on the new guy in the fam! So much to talk about, old kid old sock ...

9:23 AM  

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