Everyone's happy in a musical ... and perfectly choreographed! |
I do love a good musical, though. Singing In The Rain, Brigadoon, On The Town, all those old 1950's romantic movies with tons of singing and dancing in them. They just don't make them like that anymore. So I sat curled up on my couch, wrapped in a doona, and watched as pretty girls in twirly dresses sang and danced with debonair guys in very tight pants.
Seriously, have you ever noticed that? All the male dancers back then wore their pants so tight! What with all the jumping around and raised body temperature, I don't even want to think about what that meant for their sperm count!
But after watching so many of them, I'm pretty sure I have a good idea of what life was like back in the 1950's for an average girl. Yep, you could drop me cold into the middle of small town America in 1955 and I'm sure I could muddle my way through based on what I've absorbed. And because I'm kind, I've decided to tell you all what I've learned.
So sit up straight, take notes, pay attention, and there may be a test later.
1. All small town girls want to be famous. No, seriously all of them. They can all sing and dance like pros, despite the fact that they live out the back of nowhere, and they all look like pin-up models.
Every bus out of every tiny one horse town is crammed to the roof with teenaged girls on their way to stardom on stage and screen, and no one seems to doubt for a minute that they'll be famous within a fortnight. Going away parties and pep rallies seem to be the norm to wish the soon-to-be-famous young lady Bon Voyage ... which, you know, no pressure or anything.
Every bus out of every tiny one horse town is crammed to the roof with teenaged girls on their way to stardom on stage and screen, and no one seems to doubt for a minute that they'll be famous within a fortnight. Going away parties and pep rallies seem to be the norm to wish the soon-to-be-famous young lady Bon Voyage ... which, you know, no pressure or anything.
2. When a girl gets to Broadway/Hollywood/Wherever, she will invariable meet a nice, paternal, non-sexually threatening gentleman who will help ease her way and act as an advocate in any situation without seeming to get anything out of it. He won't swindle her for every last cent she has or try the "casting couch" on her. Nine times out of ten, that gentleman will be Donald O'Connor.
As far as I can tell, although it's not made clear, this gentleman seems to be completely asexual ... or maybe a eunuch ... either way, she'll be completely safe in his non-sexual hands until someone comes along to sweep her off her feet.
Is this a trustworthy face or what! |
Evidence would indicate that mating rituals back in the 50's were rather violent.
4. There will come a point when a girl will start to doubt her own talent and decide to give up her bright light and big city dreams. Maybe she gets screwed over by a colleague, maybe she doesn't become a household name the first day as she'd been led to believe she would, maybe Mr Oh-So-Cranky-Cut-The-UST-With-A-Knife is mean to her and she feels the need to run home weeping.
But a convenient plot twist will appear at the last minute, usually in the form of a big important show where she has to step in at the last minute and take over for the star. This seems to happen a lot, so I'm going to assume that this is the way most people get their big break in show business. This will result in the acknowledgement and adoration of everyone, including anyone who doubted her before. There may even be a marching band!
Swoon! |
5. No matter how famous a girl gets, the ultimate symbol of her success will be finding a husband. If that husband can also sing and dance, all the better.
Life was a lot easier back in the 50's, wasn't it.
That's precisely why 50s movies, musical or otherwise, give me the hives.
ReplyDeleteThey are rather high on the sappiness scale, aren't they.
DeleteI love musicals, too! They are my secret pleasure. I'll watch them on tv and I love seeing them live. And I am an equal opportunity musical watcher...I will watch anything from old fashioned Oklahoma to Rent. The one I desperately want to go see right now is The Book of Mormon.
ReplyDeleteOh, I want to see that one too! Ever since I saw them performing it at the Tonys!
DeleteEvery night before I go to bed, I pray to the gods that I will, just for one glorious day, live in a musical. Like that musical episode of Buffy the Vampire slayer.
ReplyDeleteIt hasn't happened yet, but one day soon... I can feel it in my bones.
Hugs!
Valerie
Oh honey, you can't just wait for something like that to happen, you have to go out there and make it come true! If you just start singing and dancing, I'm sure everyone around you will start to back you up with flawless harmonies!
DeleteIf you want to find out what happened to this small town girl after she became famous, realized that fame didn't necessarily mean financial prosperity, got knocked up by the guy she married, who then forced her to leave show business...phew, go to an antique shop. I've found old letters there from women who wrote to their families they left behind to move to Hollywood. It's not pretty.
ReplyDeleteAh yes, the other part of the story! They should have made THOSE films!
DeleteLife in the 1950s was truly pointless, as a singing/dancing star, unless you had a singing/dancing husband to choreograph your dances with.
ReplyDeleteOf course! You can't exactly dance a two step around the breakfast table on your own!
DeleteHaha! The "if she slaps him you might see the wedding at the end of the movie" part made me crack up. It's so true. It's like, "I find you appalling" then you blink and they're kissing.
ReplyDeleteIt's a staple of the romance story, dating all the way back to Pride and Prejudice. It certainly explains why women are conditioned to fall for guys who treat them badly.
DeleteMy personal favorite was "The Music Man". I had the entire play memorized... including "trouble in River City". I still remember some of it.
ReplyDeleteI'm one for the classics. Singing In The Rain will always be my favourite :D
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