After recently indulging in some throw-back entertainment, such as, the original "Star Trek" episodes and "The Wonder Years," I stumbled on "The Labyrinth."
Now, I have to admit, for years upon years "The Labyrinth" has drummed up an enormously committed cult- following; and, for years upon years I have felt like I somehow missed the bus on that one. I did not share the same undying affection. For some reason I felt as though I didn't "get it" or, possibly, my A.D.D. kicked in and I didn't pay attention, or something else of the sort. So! As you can imagine I was quite excited to happen upon this viral movie and was looking forward to the opportunity to reconnect with my teeny-bopper years and finally find out what I was missing all these years!
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Well, the movie is over, and my reaction is surprising. I can't help but feel a sense of overwhelming satisfaction when I realized that, in fact, it wasn't my A.D.D. kicking in, nor was it that I didn't "get it." The movie is J.u.s.t. T.h.a.t. C.o.n.f.u.s.i.n.g. There was more cohesiveness for Bambi's hooves when he tried walking on ice for the first time, than there is in "The Labyrinth." And, aside from David Bowie's eyes, there is nothing-cool-about-him. Can't dance, Can't act, and worst of all Can't Sing (yet, somehow, is paid millions of dollars per year for this supposed mysterious talent).
Vindication: it's the best way that I can describe my feeling. When I was a teen I didn't miss out, I simply moved on, and forgot about my wretched experience all together. And, might I say a special thank you to all the trendy hipsters who have built up this (imaginary) divine infatuation with "The Labyrinth" so that my junior high school experiences and opinions can, once again, be vindicated.
Warning: Some of the opinions in this blog post may be hard to swallow for some self righteous trendy hipsters. I recommend watching the movie again.
(Also, I probably should have put this disclaimer at the top of my post....)
