Lately, we've been watching a lot of Marilyn Monroe films. We've seen Some Like It Hot, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, The Seven Year Itch (definitely my favorite), and All About Eve, which she had a bit part in. Previously, the only one I had seen was How To Marry a Millionaire, and I was very happy to find that all of her movies are just as funny.
We've also watched Barbarella, Amazon Women on the Moon, and the Terminator. I didn't particularly like any of them, but B seems to think they are important parts of cultural history. About 30 minutes into Barbarella, he paused the movie, looked at me blissfully and remarked "it's even worse than I had hoped!"
Can you guess who picked which movies? Our movie choices are so stereotypical that it's embarrassing.
Starting tonight, however, we will temporarily abandon our Netflix war of the sexes in order to watch childbirth class dvds. Our real, live, in-person class was cancelled recently and we were kind of stuck. The only remaining open classes were all day affairs that took place on the weekends. We have limited weekends left in which to complete the two page long list hanging on the fridge of House Projects That Must Be Done Before The Baby, so we aren't willing to give any of them up to learn how to breathe. Instead, we bought a dvd from Amazon, which I expect to be every bit as bad as taking a defensive driving course. I'll let you know.
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Ah, yes, Barbarella.
30 minutes into it. Let's see. That would have been about half way through the slow-motion, zero-gee Jane-Fonda-stripping-in-space sequence that opens the movie, right?
It truly is a cultural artifact.
Felix
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