Know what’s a terrible movie? Howard the Duck. We’re not talking run-of-the-mill terrible. We’re talking dogs and torches terrible.
Still, it’s a memorable film for me. Why? Hair. Ooooooh, the hair. Never gave Lea Thompson a second look until she costarred with this colossally unfunny giant duck.
I dug the hell out of this song in 1986. Still do. The latest proof that the terrorists have already won is that it isn’t available on iTunes. Thomas Dolby rocks. Fortunately, the video spares you the love scenes (and gives you Thompson’s hair teased six times beyond reason). Love it.
(The song starts about 1:45 if you’d like to skip ahead, and I think you’d indeed like to.)
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My wife teases me about liking big hair, but I can’t match up with you here. In that video, she looks like she rode in a Mac truck from Jacksonville to East LA with her head hanging out the window the whole time.
I like her ‘do much better like this — scarily heavy on the Mrs. Robinson appeal.
How old was Mrs. Robinson? Or, I suppose the more relevant query is what was the age difference?
Lea Thompson isn’t old enough to get to that place for me. How about Mary McDonnell or Helen Mirren (older than me by 19 and 26 years, respectively), off the top of my head?
Both Mary McDonnell and Helen Mirren are older than one of my children’s grandmothers.
Anne Bancroft was in her mid-thirties when she filmed The Graduate. Mrs. Robinson may have been a little older given that Elaine was also college-aged, so that puts her and Benjamin about twenty years apart.
My grandfather, who insisted that he was a sexy senior citizen and not a dirty old man, used to say “Some like the mother; some like the daughter.”