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So last Friday, as previously reported by Maureen, I watched High School Musical at Libba Bray and Barry Goldblatt's house, along with Scott and Justine. This is because it was Justine's birthday and what she wanted to do was watch High School Musical on the theory that we all write for teens (except for Barry and my boyfriend who were there because Barry lives there and I guess my boyfriend felt that he had nothing better to do) and therefore we should watch High School Musical because teens watch it and we should understand why.
Now, I am not someone who likes musicals generally. As a small child my grandmother used to take me to classic musicals on Broadway like 42nd Street and Singin' in the Rain and I always thought that the songs were the boring part you had to sit through to get to the part with the dialogue and plot. Clearly because I am a Philistine. Fortunately for me High School Musical only has about four songs in it.
Now, I am also someone who is against the idea that there are books, for instance, that I am "too old for." I think good children's books have a lot to offer adults. I defy anyone not to get some enjoyment out of Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus. That thing is a masterpiece. But I did start to wonder at the outset of HSM if maybe we weren't all kind of too old for it. It stars Zac Efron, a person who looks so bland I have already forgotten his appearance, and Vanessa Hudgeons, a person who has sent naked pictures of herself to Drake Bell, the main problem there being, I think, that he is on a different Disney show than her and she is supposed to date in-cast (in theory she is dating Zac, I recall from my days at Star Magazine, but I doubt it somehow.) The movie starts with the tag line:
NEW YEARS EVE
Justine: Shouldn't New Year's have an apostrophe in it?
Scott: Shouldn't the name Zac have a "k" in it?
Later there's a scene where the brainy kids club tapes Zac secretly and shows the footage to Vanessa. Across the bottom of the screen is the word "receeving", presumably because it's a live feed.
Barry: Wait, these are the smart kids. Shouldn't they be able to spell the word "receiving"?
At the end they do not actually ever put on a musical, but there is a big dance number, of course, and the two leads almost kiss, but don't quite.
Me: Wait, after two hours of this, there's not even any KISSING?
Libba: (revealing secret knowledge): That's because this movie isn't for teens, it's for nine year olds.
Scott: THEN WHY ARE WE WATCHING IT?
Justine: And for my next birthday, High School Musical 2.
Now, I am not someone who likes musicals generally. As a small child my grandmother used to take me to classic musicals on Broadway like 42nd Street and Singin' in the Rain and I always thought that the songs were the boring part you had to sit through to get to the part with the dialogue and plot. Clearly because I am a Philistine. Fortunately for me High School Musical only has about four songs in it.
Now, I am also someone who is against the idea that there are books, for instance, that I am "too old for." I think good children's books have a lot to offer adults. I defy anyone not to get some enjoyment out of Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus. That thing is a masterpiece. But I did start to wonder at the outset of HSM if maybe we weren't all kind of too old for it. It stars Zac Efron, a person who looks so bland I have already forgotten his appearance, and Vanessa Hudgeons, a person who has sent naked pictures of herself to Drake Bell, the main problem there being, I think, that he is on a different Disney show than her and she is supposed to date in-cast (in theory she is dating Zac, I recall from my days at Star Magazine, but I doubt it somehow.) The movie starts with the tag line:
NEW YEARS EVE
Justine: Shouldn't New Year's have an apostrophe in it?
Scott: Shouldn't the name Zac have a "k" in it?
Later there's a scene where the brainy kids club tapes Zac secretly and shows the footage to Vanessa. Across the bottom of the screen is the word "receeving", presumably because it's a live feed.
Barry: Wait, these are the smart kids. Shouldn't they be able to spell the word "receiving"?
At the end they do not actually ever put on a musical, but there is a big dance number, of course, and the two leads almost kiss, but don't quite.
Me: Wait, after two hours of this, there's not even any KISSING?
Libba: (revealing secret knowledge): That's because this movie isn't for teens, it's for nine year olds.
Scott: THEN WHY ARE WE WATCHING IT?
Justine: And for my next birthday, High School Musical 2.
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