Tuesday, March 29, 2011

The Return Of The 90's Heartthrob

Christian Slater is back on television.

Do you know what that means?

It means, Christian Slater is back on television.

He had a show not too long ago, it was called My Own Worst Enemy. It didn't last long. I caught the pilot episode and actually thought it was pretty good. It concerned me when it was cancelled so quickly. I got to thinking, do people not understand the awesomeness of Christian Slater?

He was one of my teenage crushes. I loved him. Have you ever seen Pump Up the Volume? Like Empire Records and Dazed and Confused it's a teenage classic. It's about this kid who's a big nerd in school, but by night he's a host of a pirate radio station. It's epic.

Some of the classic lines are "Talk Hard" and "I can smell a lie like a fart in a car". The movie is chalked full of awesomeness. Samantha Mathis is even in it as the Eat Me, Beat Me queen. Classic.

Anyways, I noticed Christian Slater is back on television. It's nice that they keep giving C-Slate all these chances. I don't want to see my nineties heartthrobs fade into the distance never to be seen again. They all should be making comebacks like Slater. Some of you might argue and say he was a eighties heartthrob, not so.

Sure Heathers was in 1988, but that was the tail end of the 80's and Christian's true classics like Kuffs, Untamed Heart and True Romance all came in the nineties. He was too young in the early eighties to be a heartthrob and so his dreaminess was postponed till the nineties rolled into place.

Present day C-Slate isn't nearly as attractive as his younger days. And in all fairness, I don't know why I really found him attractive. I think it was his hair and voice. He has that weird little way of talking that I enjoy. Regardless, it's nice to see Hollywood hasn't swallowed him whole and spat out his bones.

To be honest, I want to see all my teenage crushes return to the silver screen. I'm waiting, rather impatiently for Corey Feldman to make a comeback. I know he had The Two Coreys show, but that was more sad than anything else. It depressed me to watch. If you mention this next part in public, I will deny it to no end. I liked him in Lost Boys: The Thirst. He had the red bandanna and the long hair again. Took me back to the first Lost Boys, which, as we all know, is a classic.

Corey Feldman has been in my heart since the eighties. It wasn't Goonies or Gremlins that did it for me. No. It was Stand By Me. He played the geeky, crazy kid, Teddy Duchamp. Cute as a freakin' button. Of course, now it's sort of creepy for me to think of him as cute then, but what can you do?

I know he's done a few things, not much, as of late. I think he needs to do more. I think they need to do a Goonies sequel. Who'd be in for that? I would! We should write a petition and see if we can get it underway.

He's just cute. Even in his skinny, more questionable days. He also has a good voice as well. Hey! What do you know? I think voice has something to do with what I find attractive. Interesting.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Excuse Me

I've been dreaming about you.

You, of course, don't really know I'm dreaming about you. I mean, you might know I've dreamed about you once before. Maybe you ever hope I dream about you. But you have no idea how frequently you're popping up. Nightly almost.

Why is the real question. I don't know.

I mean, I've known you for awhile, I feel affectionate towards you and I like you. Those aren't reasons enough. Sometimes I think it's because I'm worried about you. It's not like me to worry over people. This world is big. Things happen. And we all make our own choices. The situations we find ourselves in can be products of our own decisions. At times I think people make up their minds, and make the wrong choices, only because they don't think they have any other way.

Anyways, the worry isn't enough. Technically, I don't have any reason to worry about you now. Right now, you're safe and healthy and doing your own thing. Still, you're there, in my head. And, for some reason, you want to be heard.

Do you have something to tell me? Are you trying to tell me a secret? Or a tale? Or something you have on your mind? Or maybe I have something to say to you? Do I have a secret? Or a truth that I think you need to hear?

That doesn't seem right. You're the type of person to speak your mind. Just like I'm the type of person to speak my mind. At least I thought. Though, people do change. On top of that, sometimes people can't seem to get the words out. Maybe we are blocked.

Anyways, you're there. Each night. Sometimes you come by to deliver a line. Other times you're the lead character. It really depends. Sometimes you plague me all night, and some days it's just a casual greeting. The oddest part, is you look different each time. One night you will be unshaven, tired and gruff, the next you will be bright eyed and laughing. It's a giant spectrum of you. You at your finest. You at your worst.

I don't know when these dreams will end. I don't know if they ever will. And I have no idea if I will ever know why you're holed up in my head, camped out and keeping me company in the wee hours of the night. Some days I want you to go, to leave me be. Other days, I want you to stay forever.