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July 30, 2003 - 1:18 PM
Waiting for Guffman
HAH! This movie is one of the reasons I decided that Blockbuster can go fuck itself. For weeks I went to Blockbuster wanting to rent Waiting for Guffman. Every time I went the box was on the shelf but not the DVD. Week after week I went hoping to rent this movie but no luck. Finally I decide to ask one of the Blockbuster zombies when this movie was due to be returned. Like a dummy I assumed for weeks that other people were beating me to renting it each week. The Blockbuster automaton looked at his little screen and said, "It's not on the shelf?" I said, "no." His brow furrowed. "Did you look on the shelves around it?" "Ah, yeah," said I, "I didn't see it. You can check for yourself if you like." And so he did. The Blockbuster cyborg checked, came up empty and finally said, "huh, I guess it was stolen." Then he walked away. Didn't even bother to remove the box from the shelf. Such is the ways of the Blockbuster employee, cursed is he like a milk custard, unable to think or emote or remove the fucking box of a stolen DVD from the shelf. It was with the memories of this painful encounter that I welcomed my first Netflix movie. Oh, Guffman, you have no idea how long I have been waiting for you! No there's no point in going into a long-winded philosophical discussion of the nuances, metaphors and symbolism in this film. I mean, I'm not even sure any of that stuff is in Waiting for Guffman anyway. Maybe it is there, but it's either over my head or much too subtle for anyone to pick up on. Hey, it's a fucking tour de force, OK? I mean, geez, what do you people expect from me?! I watched it, I liked it. Isn't that enough? Actually if you want to compare movies against each other, it wasn't as good as Best in Show. But it was still hella funny. OK, here's one sort of philosophical/nuance/blah blah blah for you: Parker Posey's character of a small town girl with big dreams is frighteningly realistic. The melancholy she exudes while being trapped in this bumfuck Texas town (and then later in an Alabama town just like it) with no career prospects except the Dairy Queen for the rest of her life is chilling. There are tons of kids trapped in these backwater villages who have the talent and brains to do better things and live more exciting places, but they don't have the finances to change their situation. Instead they end up living in tiny towns for their entire lives - tiny towns that are consistently 20 years behind culturally. People in America are more separated from each other economically more then anything. They gap between the classes is evident not only in what we are able to buy for ourselves materially but also what we are able to buy for ourselves culturally. And of course the lower classes feel the gap more acutely then the upper classes. EAT THE RICH!!! Anyway, now that I am done with my half-assed channeling of Karl Marx… Most of the actors bring a believability to the characters despite the ridiculous situations. This believability allows the audience to care for the characters. It's a hoot to see the actors walk the dangerous line between farce and reality. But come on, none of you can tell me that you don't know regular people who seem to walk this line every day of there lives f'real. I can name at least 6 people at work you do. Let's wrap this up. I definitely recommend Waiting for Guffman. There's a lot of pathos and it isn't exactly a feel-good kind of movie in the end, but it's funny and not really very deep. I categorize it as brain candy, specifically Sweet Tarts.
Waiting for Guffman
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