The Hunger is a freaky movie! I love vampire movies, because The Vampire, as character and theme, is age old and hilarious in terms of cultural significance and signifier.
Released in 1983, starring Catherine Deneuve, David Bowie, and a tittie-baring Susan Sarandon (what more could one ask for), The Hunger is bizarre in the sense that these are vampires dying, and not by a silver stake and human hand. In the beginning of the film, David Bowie's vampire is dying from an unexplained complication despite being promised by his lover, Deneuve, that he would live forever when she initiated him. He contacts a scientist played by Sarandon who is studying aging in monkeys in hopes of discovering a cure for a disease that causes rapid aging in children. Essentially he wants a cure for the rapid aging he is suddenly experiencing. No amount of fresh blood can set back his internal clock, stuck in permanent fast forward. He presumably dies and Deneuve takes on Sarandon as her new vampire disciple in a classic lesbian-vampire love bond. Sarandon then eats her overbearing, controlling, demeaning, mean boyfriend/husand/whatever he is (! !!) when he comes searching for her at the lesbian-vampire manse. Then Deneuve goes pSyChO on Sarandon and in a fit of passion sucks her little lover a tad too dry.
***SPOILER ALERT*** The bizarrest bizarre surprise of all: Bowie is not dead, just undead, an undead vampire zombie, AND HE IS UGLY AND PISSED, and he and all the other lovers that Deneuve has forsaken in her promise of eternal life rise and throw Deneuve down a bajillion flights of stairs and as she falls she thrashes about in what seems like sexual ecstasy until her beautiful face (gosh, Catherine Deneuve is unbelievably beautiful and so sexy) turns into an hideous, scary skull face and POOF she turns to a pile of dust and hair.
And of course, the convention of all conventions, especially in the horror genre, especially in the vampire genre, Sarandon has not died either. She has skipped town, shipped off to London, and she has taken the place of her former lover, Deneuve, as the initiator of innocents into the (lesbian) vampire lifestyle, lured with the promise of eternal life and beauty and gratifying sexual conquest.
After several weeks of wondering, and asking Jen atleast twice, I am no closer to knowing the truth.
It seems as though Abba definitely recorded an album in Spanish, as well as many singles, in languages other than their native Swedish by learning the lyrics phonetically, but I've found no concrete proof of their having learned their English lyrics with this method. Perhaps they learned some of their English songs phonetically initially, but Sweden is a country with a high percentage of English fluency and eventually Abba would conduct interviews in English, so... Someone, please, solve my mystery! This will plague me until my death.
"S.O.S. has a number of musical fans: John Lennon and Pete Townshend had both declared that it was one of their favourite pop songs."
In my research on the subject, I also discovered this freak who was in love with Frida. Also, you know who else loves Abba...
Another post that I've been meaning to write for a while...
Don't know if y'all listen to as much Top 40 Rap and R&B as I do, but if you regularly tune yr dial in to Hot 97 when you get home from a long day of work like I do, then I'm sure yr familiar with a little diddy by the name of She Got Her Own by Ne-yo, featuring Jamie Foxx and Fabolous.
While the title and an initial listen might lead you to believe this is a feminist jam, I contend there is nothing further from it.
Let's look at the lyrics: She Got Her Own (ft Jamie Foxx & Fabolous ) Lyrics
[Intro] A dedication... To the independent woman To the one working hard for hers This is just my way of letting you know... I see you baby. And I brought a friend of mine to help me show My appreciation the right way Ladies...Mr. Jaime Foxx Mr. Foxx...ladies
(remix)
[Jamie Foxx]
I love her cause she got her own She don't need mine, so she leave mine alone There ain't nothing that's more crazy Than a girl that want but don't need me (oh!) Young independent, yea she work hard But you can't tell from the way that she walk She don't slow down 'cause she ain't got time To be complaining, shawty gone shine She don't expect nothing from no guy She plays aggressive, but she still shy But you never know her softer side By lookin' in her eyes.... Knowin' she can do for herself Makes me wanna give her my wealth Only kinda girl I want Independent queen workin' for her throne I love her cause she got her own... She got her own I love her cause she got her own She got her own I love it when she say It's cool I got it, I got it, I got it I love it when she say It's cool I got it, I got it, I got it
(remix)
[Ne-Yo]
I love her cause she got her own She don't need mine, so she leave mine alone There ain't nothin' that's more sexy Than a girl that want, but don't need me Lovely face Nice thick thighs Plus she got drive that matches my drive Sexy Thang She stay fly All the while payin' her bills on time She don't look at me like Captain save 'em Gold Diggin, no she don't do that Now she look at me like inspiration She wanna be complimentin' my swag And everything she got, she worked for it, Good life made for it She take pride in sayin' that she paid for it
Only kind of girl I want Independent queen workin' for her throne I love her cause she got her own She got her own I love her cause she got her own She got her own I love it when she say It's cool I got it, I got it, I got it She say Uh Uh, I got it, I got it, I got it
Fab: When shorty come around they call her "I got it" She won't even let you put your hands in your pocket Haha... Gotta love that though Loso! Case you ain't know so baby...
[Fabolous]
Don't make me laugh boo Never did that bad to Make you even have to But even if I had to Ask my better half to You be more than glad to When I do that math boo You always try to add two I need someone who'd ride for me Not someone who'd ride for free She said boy I don't just ride, She'll pull up beside of me I had to ask her what she doin' in that caddy She said "cause you my baby I be stuntin' like my daddy" And there's not many, who catch my eye We both wearing gucci, she match my fly And that's why I, Suppose to keep her closer Right by the side, Toaster in the holster And now she wit Loso, 'Case you didn't know so You can save your money dawg shorty getting dough so What she care wit his cars, you can call her miss boss I got it backwards, criss cross, shorty got her own
[Jamie Foxx]
Now all my ladies that dont need a man for nothing, except some of that good lovin let me here you say oooo oooo oooo oooo
[Ne-Yo]
Now all my fellas know you need to stop the frontin if you love an independent woman let me hear you say oooo oooo oooo oooo
I love her cause she got her own got her own I love her cause she got her own she got her own I love it when she say It's cool I got it, I got it, I got it I love it when she say Uh Uh, I got it, I got it, I got it
These dudes sound more relieved that this girl isn't trying to spend their money than the fact that "she's got her own". Not only that, but it sounds a lil bit like they are trying to freeload off her for a while, which doesn't seem like a humdinger of a role reversal to me. While not all women are breadwinners in their relationships/families, women have traditionally been caretakers/the backbone of the family, probably since the beginning of time. Men looking toward (more like demanding) women for a lil help has been the relationship dynamic writ large for, uh, ever.
And, man, Jamie Foxx, on a role with misogynist hits this summer. Blame It On the Alcohol is basically a song about date rape. Let's look at some of those lyrics for a second:
She said she usually don't (don't don't), but I know that she front (front front) 'cause shawty know what she want, but she don't wanna seem like she's easy I ain't saying what you wanna do, but you know we probly gon' do what you been feenin deep in si-ah-ah-ide, girl let it out now
Know what you drinkin, go on let it sink in, Here for the weekend, thinkin, we can see where we can be if we press fast forward Just one more round if your down I'm for it Fill another cup up, feelin on your but what You don't even care now, i was unaware of how fine you was before my buzz set in, my buzz set in Tsk, tsk. He should be ashamed of himself.
And then T-Pain admits to a girl peeing on him:
Shawty got drunk, thought it all was a dream So I made her say i, i, i Now she got her hand on my legs, got my seats all wet in my ride (all wet in my ride) All over my ride (all over my ride)
Classy.
Now, if you really, really want to listen to some quality Rap and R&B about independent women, look no further:
I wish I could find the official video. It is 'naners.
