Name: Abigail M. Schilling
Wherein Heather and I discuss Center Stage at length
"I don't understand why one person sees potential in Jodie but no one else does."
"Cooper saw potential in her. So did Charlie. Cooper picked her to be a principle in his company."
"Cooper Nielson School of Dance."
"It's not a school. It's a company."
I could watch this movie endlessly. It is everything I really could ask for in a movie: attractive people, hilarious script, and enough slow parts that I can read the internet whilst watching. Heather and I have the entire film memorized. We also have to ration our viewing to keep us normal.
"Cooper Nielson is so unattractive. Sick."
"I used to think he was hot in high school."
"Gross."
The first time I watched it with my mom was a turning point in our relationship. That's right, we watched a sex scene together. Awkward? Almost. If Cooper wasn't so frightfully Cooper I might have been nervous.
"This is the scene that took away my innocence."
She taught me a Sally truism: dancers are sluts.
"Like Jonathan really wouldn't know that Cooper was bringing a motorcycle on stage."
"It's not of this world. It's about the music."
My mother never watches movies. Somehow, though, we've managed to see this movie together multiple times. A testament to the quality of the film? I think so.
posted by Abigail at 10:19 PM
14 Comments:
This post rules.
I"m a heartbeat away from tattooing your name on my ass.
I'd believe this post if you weren't staring at your bleeping reflection when you wrote it.
If someone wants to hear profanity, Miss Heather, they can take a subway. They don't need to spend sixty dollars reading a blog.
Though she has a point.
;)
I think the fact that we watched it together is more reflecttive of the statistical nature inherent in the nature of perenially watching it. If I had that sort of obcession with "The Sound of Music" we might be posting other lessons of life! ;)
Also, I believe there were true life illustrations provided for "all dancers are sluts!" And my mind cannot discern when you go from fact to fiction, so I'm lost.
Lastly, today's language lessons are in Portuguese "apouinzo"
What Heather Anne, did you go to a special bitch academy or something?
;)
This post strikes me as being encrypted so it can only be deciphered if you have the key. Once, when I was a kid, I accidentally walked into a crowded women's restroom. Everyone stared at me in shock, and I was terribly embarassed. I felt both out of place and jealous (because it was much nicer than the men's room).
I feel that same way right now. I'm just going to back out, slowly.
Hello, Abigail.
secret word: ubrrvu (it's German for "super vu")
Heather, no actually I didn't. My posting has nothing to do with the people. Give me tiaras and boys in tights any day.
;)
Scott, go see Center Stage. Right. Now. Seriously, it will change your life.
I think the fact that we watched it together is more reflecttive of the statistical nature inherent in the nature of perenially watching it.
Sal, I have absolutely no idea what this means. And the whole blog post is fact. Quotes are from Heather and I's discussion. Non-quotes are simply my relationship with the film.
Hey Abigail,
So, my husband and i went to a BAllet last year. I was reading through the program before it started and noticed a picture that looked very familiar. i looked closer..quickly scanned his bio...my intuition was correct. It was COOPER!!! Apparently he's a real dancer, and Michael and I got to see him dance for real. :-)
Courtney,
I am so jealous. Now the question is:
Was it, for godsakes Cooper, acting?
All my secret words never have enough vowel to actually be words.
Heather Anne, I'm just trying to be honest. In my opinion, that's what friends do.
. . . Which explains why I have so many.
You know what, Heather?
I am the best !%$#* dancer in the American Ballet Academy. Who the hell are you?
NOBODY
Abigail, I feel cheated. I was the one who said the "not of this world" quote about the motorcycle. Sorry, it's all I got. I'm not creative like Heather Anne and Heather. That was the only line I remembered.
Emily, I'm sorry you feel cheated. Believe me, I know what regret feels like. And I DON'T WANT THAT FOR YOU.
p.s. my word this time is Jewish: jhaqseh. this would have worked just as well as YHWH to keep Jesus' name holy, I think. Yeah, I'm reading for bible class right now, what what.
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