Fuckin’ coming of age flicks
All right, so Adventureland is not a coming-of-age movie per say, but it plays it hard like one. I have a soft spot for these movies, especially when they’re well done, not as in temperature but execution.
A well done coming-of-age story inspires a couple of things: wistfulness and regret. I hate those two feelings because they make me feel ordinary. There is nothing more I pretend to despise than the potential of being ordinary.
But these films make me feel fucking ordinary because I want to feel wistful and in love and young and innocent. I catch myself thinking, “Man that looks like fun,” or “Gee I had feelings like that, wish I could have them again.”
Disgusting.
Is this a video blog? Might be.
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