After watching Toy Story 4 the other day, I’ve definitely had the theme of friendship on my mind. Buzz and Woody’s friendship has made us laugh, and cry, for almost 25 years, and I can’t help but think that Toy Story was a movie that showed me what being a real friend means.
By Maggie Boccella
“A lot of men have, historically, been very frightened of me.”
Those are the words that come out of punk icon Jordan Mooney’s mouth as she discusses her sense of fashion in the 70s that would ultimately become iconic – her Mondrian-style makeup and spiky hair sprayed solid so that it sticks up a good two feet off her head. After complimenting Goldblade singer John Robb’s shoes without knowing who he was (oops!), I’ve sat down on a backless, stumpy little chair in the back of Rough Trade Records, the original home of vinyl records and the punk movement, to listen to this incredible woman tell her story. She tells it with an incredible grace and humor that makes me admire her even more than I did when I first watched Jubilee back in February, and when asked if she felt her provocative way of dressing made her a sex symbol of the time, she says with a straight face,
“I felt all woman, but of my own choosing.”
I don’t remember the first time I watched Star Wars: A New Hope. I must have been five or six years old, and I was almost definitely shown the film by my father while my mother was out of the house. It started a lifelong passion for space operas, lightsabers, and princesses who don’t need rescuing. My father, one of the original Star Wars fanboys (he’s very proud that he stood in line for hours back in 1977 to see Ep IV), even allowed my brothers and I to ditch school one day in order to see a rerelease of the original trilogy in cinemas.
Long story short: I grew up on Star Wars, and if there’s one thing my father taught me when The Phantom Menace was released in 1999, it was that the Originals were always meant to be watched before the prequels. Boom. End of discussion.