Sunday, July 16, 2006

Mrs. Henderson Presents

I would like to point out to Ming that Mrs. Henderson Presents is a chick flick. It is a chick flick with an old lady. However, at no point does Judi Dench get naked. Only young, attractive women get naked. Now someday, I shall be married to an old woman, and she shall sometimes, or frequently, get naked. I expect this and I know I will still find her sexy. Yet, if I was not married to her, and she was in the talkies, I would not go out of my way to see her in a movie if she were in her 70s, 80s, or 90s. So, I do not go out of my way to see other old women naked in movies, regardless of who is doing the recommending. About Schmidt - good movie, but I'd like the expurgated version. Calendar Girls - no no no. Mrs. Henderson Presents? I watched it and enjoyed it - it feels very much like a good play - and can fully recommend it to Ming as fulfilling my no naked old ladies requirement.

However...this gets into very murky territory. Isn't Bob Hoskins naked in Mrs. Henderson Presents? And isn't that much worse than naked old women? What the hell is wrong with Scooter that Bob Hoskins naked is ok, but Kathy Bates naked gives him the willies? Maybe it's that I just can't picture myself ever getting jiggy with Bob Hoskins. Now, in my defense, I can't picture myself getting jiggy with Kathy Bates or swinging with the calendar girls either, but that's because I can actively choose not to think about it during my conscious periods. Yet, given my hetero preferences, the possibility of a bad dream about them coming on to me, or worse, is always a possibility. Sure, they have better options - Ming is younger, undoubtedly more virile, and obviously more willing - but it is obviously something I might have to worry about if Kathy Bates were a friend of mine or appeared in my dreams to discuss hot tub repair, and Ming might not be there to run interference.

Anyway...I recommend Mrs. Henderson Presents. Good flick.

1 comment:

She says said...

I saw "Mrs. Henderson Presents" and thought it was sweet.

Don't see "Failure to Launch" -- only very bad things can come of Terry Bradshaw's ass, five feet across on a screen.