It's very hard for me to explain my love for My First Mister.
It's a love that's infinite & strong. A love that simply cannot be summoned up into words, but is solely based on emotions & feelings. Maybe a warm blanket & a lonely heart? Who knows!
I was fortunate enough to see it in the theater upon its release, & I fell in love with it. I left the theater crying & clutching at my chest. I was so moved, that I could hardly speak. I just sat in the car silently sobbing & feeling like an idiot. It was definitely moved into my "Favorite Films Ever!" list promptly.
My First Mister is the story of Jennifer / J, a social misfit (or so they say) who spends most of her time alone. She does not relate to her mother, her classmates, her father, or anyone, really. The only connections she seems to have, & cherish, are to her cat (named Black, of course), her love of vintage television, chocolate, goth stuff, music, & to her grandmother (who is unfortunately deceased).
My silly synopsis of My First Mister (2001):
Upon graduating high school, Jennifer seems to be a bit directionless (or so that say) & after getting fired from her job (for a hilarious reason), she is forced to find another one to support her lifestyle. Try after try, Jennifer is rejected from every single place she tries to apply to (OH NO, SPOOKY GOTH GIRL CANNOT POSSIBLY BE SUBJECTED TO "NORMAL" HUMANS, NOW CAN SHE?!) & ends up trying her luck at a haberdashery, after she spots Randall / R (a handsome, slightly pudgy man, who is played by the amazing Albert Brooks) in the store's window.
The two meet, & forge an unlikely (I hate that term) friendship that forever changes their lives.
I know that I typically offer commentary with my screen caps, but this time, I am going to let them speak for themselves.
(Note: I tried not to be too spoiler-y with my caps, but you know, shit happens.)
Death touched her lips to say goodbye & to always remember the man who
touched her first, touched her with his heart. That is forever hers, my
first mister. A man of few words. Life of more questions than answers.
He awoken me my heart which beats stronger because of him & all that
he has left me.
Part Two is in the next blog post...
GO, LOOK AT IT!
&hearts
1 comments:
I saw this ages ago and loved it, apart from the fact it totally spoke to my sense of isolation at the time, with a family that really doesn't get me (and still don't get me, they just think i'm reformed or something now I wear colours), and they played Beauitful, by Joydrop in it, one of my old fave songs, the plot was lovely, and I liked that J was still allowed to stay herself, and didn't have to become "normal".
I loved that the friendship was portrayed as two sided, that she helped him as well as him helping her. and the bit where she imagines him dancing!
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