The biggest train wreck of a film ever is on TV right now

Ishtar gets a bad rap, FoF. Gigli, on the other hand.

That movie last night had none of those pretensions. I think they were trying to be hip and cash in on the early MTV vibe, which seems so weenieish and lame now, considering it was so "cutting edge" in 1986. The soundrack for the film was actually really good. The acting was brutal. Marisa Tomei probably still has nightmares about that film. And I couldn't look at a slightly older Jimmy Baio, without thinking about Carmine Ronzzoni from the Bad News Bears movie that was two past when they should have stopped making Bad News Bears movies.

 

OK. Confession time. I did spend my formative years thinking I was something of a hipster. No, Angola, I wasn't Spike from that movie. No perm. I did have a little Flock of Seagulls vibe going, but not to a freakish 6-feet-of-hair extreme.

While the world listening to Lionel Richie and Madonna, we were doing the Cure and Talk Talk and Squeeze (a little before) and early U2, and The Smiths and Psychedelic Furs and XTC (a bit later) and Elvis Costello and Echo & The Bunnymen and Alphaville and ABC, and yeah, Depeche Mode, and several more I can go on and on about. It was "New Music," and it was who we were. Except, somehow in my old 45s collection (vinyl) which is sitting a crate in a storage bin downstairs, I have a single from Pia Zadora and Jermaine Jackson called "When The Rain Begins To Fall," which fits nicely on this thread, because it may be the crappiest song ever recorded. I still don't know why I bought it. I plead 16-years-old and not as cool as I thought I was, I guess.

For those of you unfamiliar:

 

Good call, Bubbler, except I have a thing for Annette Bening. That movie makes me want to take Gary Shandling out and shoot him, which is a shame, because he was good on the Larry Sanders Show (even if Hank made the show).