I saw this story pop up in my timeline at LEAST six times today. I thought it was sweet. Love a good musical. I’m a showtunes guy from way back. Haven’t seen “La La Land” yet, but it sounds like Gosling and my forever baby Emma Stone did a bang up job with everything. Absolute home run from what I gather. Oscar gold.
I am firmly anti-cheesy engagement pics. Always have been. Always will be. Keep it simple. As a big showtunes fan and an even bigger Old Hollywood fan, these pics had me feeling differently at first. Points for creativity. Extra credit for making ol’ Bri smile and warm the dark recesses of my black heart.
So imagine my surprise when I realized that “La La Land” is – from what I can tell – really just some messed up story about shattered Hollywood dreams and complicated, young love that ultimately ends in an unfortunate breakup. Mia (Emma Stone) and Sebastian (Ryan Gosling) strut their way through Hollywood on their way to stardom, fortune and fame. But somehwere along the way, shit gets muffed up and the starcrossed lovers end up calling it all off, however moving on to achieve professional success. Not exactly the best couple brand you want to align yourself with.
Here’s the synopsis from Wikipedia:
“Five years later, Mia is a famous actress and happily married to another man (Tom Everett Scott), with whom she has a daughter. One night, the couple stumble upon a jazz bar. Noticing the Seb’s logo she had once designed, Mia realizes Sebastian has finally opened his club. Sebastian spots Mia in the crowd, visibly unsettled. He begins to play their love theme, prompting an extended dream sequence in which the two imagine what might have been had their relationship worked perfectly (“Epilogue”). The song ends and Mia leaves with her husband. Before departing, she shares one last look with Sebastian, and they both smile.”
Doesn’t exactly scream “til death do us part.”
This falls firmly in the “Great Gatsby” genre of “You probably should have thought this theme through a bit more.” The Gatsby era is one of American excess and delicious gluttony. The Gatsby story, on the other hand, is one of horrific tragedy and regret. Whenever someone invites me to a Gatsby themed party, I just sit around and wait for the part of the evening when someone gets run over by a car. Murder-suicide optional..
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