Peeps, here’s a pop ballad for your Sunday morning. The chorus is good. Shut up. It reminds me of 80s skate parties and those couple of years, like 10 and 11, where my world was getting bigger but before being cool was a thing.
I’m pretty sure somebody at my house had an Air Supply 8-track or two.
Before becoming a full blown rebellious teenager I could relate to a character like Moore’s rather than to one played by maybe a Clint Eastwood. Arthur embraced his inner child, probably too much, and he had that whole social awkwardness, spiritual clumsiness. The “I don’t know how to do this so I’m gonna drink to power through.” The “I have to follow rules but I won’t like them.” I always identify with those kind of struggles.
As a kid somewhere I knew I was going to need serious help to make it through life alive and Moore’s character was some subconscious role model. I know there’s parts of him in me. Three cheers for cable TV. Yep, I have vivd memories of movie scenes, they’re as much of my childhood as anything else.
And in the movie Hobson had some of the best snark around. After researching I see that John Gielgud won Best Supporting Actor for his performance. Good. That scene where Arthur and Hobson are bonding in the hospital — I should’ve made a mental note then just how important people are and the few moments we have with them.
Anyways. Obviously I bond more with Arthur than I do Air Supply. 😉
Please note, I seriously doubt if I was even remotely funny or likable when I was drinking. We think that we are but we’re not. ↑