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Neither Here Nor There

Posted by Sunday on Dec 5, 2008 at 5:03 pm in Movies, Things That Make Sunday Cry

Leesa and I will defend a few things to our own death, and one of them is the film Labyrinth.  I know what you’re thinking – yes, it was a good film, and yes, everyone likes it.  But the scope of what an impact it made on us is complicated and simple at the same time: we still think about it.  Often.  It still haunts us, images still remind us, voices still jolt us, Bowie still… um, makes us… happy.  Every so often someone captures exactly what it feels like to be that age at that time, and (though it shouldn’t) it comes as such a surprise that Jim Henson just fucking nailed it.  Sure, the man had being kid all wrapped up but a teenager?  A girl?  Oh, it makes me a little weepy.

It can appear superficial, if you’re not paying close enough attention: a girl, Sarah, angry at her stepmother and her life, makes a terrible wish, one she must then courageously reverse.  But it’s one of the few times Henson allowed the ugliness to creep in, the dislike of a stepparent, the terrible purgatory of teenhood, the curious – even sexual – attraction of things dangerous and cruel. Ultimately there is a greater allegory once Sarah is lulled into forgetting what she came for: adulthood looms, as does materialism and greed.  Instead of magic you will have nostalgia, but it won’t be quite right.  Something will be missing.  And she fights it.

So here we are, girls who fought it.  We don’t have careers and we don’t have maturity, but we remember, and that is why Henson in his infinitely, impossible genius made the movie.

And here, a weird juxtaposition!  A Labyrinth-inspired wedding as discovered on Flickr, and me, a girl who is pretty terrified of weddings getting all excited about it (it’s that whole performing in front of a crowd thing, but worse because you’re supposed to be sincere and exposed and have feelings and crap).  Of course, I think it could more Labyrinth-y, but as it was just inspired by and not mimicking, I’ll let it slide.


Flickr member Miss Avalon, at her own wedding.

I still say more damn glitter and more mirror and more spinning around, but I get that it’s a wedding and not the actual movie, so I’ll try and be quiet.


Look, some bridesmaids.

There are other devotees to the masquerade ball, but they aren’t the same.  The “Labyrinth of Jareth,” for example, is more Burning Man than ball and while I like nudity as much as the next degenerate, c’mon.  Dude.  It’s the story of a 15 year-old girl in a gigantic prom dress, sex is a kind of amorphous concept.  I mean, look how fucking fantastic and tense and sensual this is without a bare ass in sight:


It’s perfect beyond my ability to articulate.  And I wear jeans pretty much every day of my life.

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December 5th, 2008 | Movies, Things That Make Sunday Cry

4 Responses to “Neither Here Nor There”

  1. xadrian Says:

    Labyrinth will always be, to me, Henson’s second best work next to The Dark Crystal, and for just about the exact reason. Where as the only things in Labyrinth for boys were the goblins and the idea that an old creepy man could woo a teenage girl (only useful the older we got), Dark Crystal was Jen’s tale and we saw him take on the same adolescent growth as Sarah. He’s left alone and scared and has to fulfill a prophecy he doesn’t understand. More simply he has to take what the world gives him and fight for what he feels is right. Along the way he falls in love, which is tough for a young boy.

    Both stories are full of mentor types but in the end it’s the main character’s choice to deny the temptations of the Goblin King or heal the crystal.

    Though I doubt anyone would make a Dark Crystal wedding – but can you imagine the ushers as Garthem? That would be guacamole and cheese covered awesome. That memory is in serious jeopardy with the CGIed second version. I just hope it’s not as bad as the other memory thrashings we’ve had recently.

  2. quagmire Says:

    As a typical male, my favorite part personally was the farting Bog of Eternal Stench.
    (that was in Labyrinth, right? Oh geez, I hope my ignorance-trousers are not caught down again …)

  3. Sunday Says:

    xadrian: the battle between The Dark Crystal and Labyrinth is for me a daily one. Some days I prefer Crystal, other days not so much. I think for me is was that they were for different times: I saw and loved Crystal at a younger age, while Labyrinth conveniently hit me just as I reached my teens.

    But a Dark Crystal wedding would be AWESOME. Seriously, Garthim ushers? I’d faint with happiness.

  4. Sunday Says:

    quagmire: no ignorance trousers, at least not this time. Of course I loved the Bog, and of course I loved Ludo and Sir Didymus and Ambrosius. The masquerade ball is not a favorite part, but a beloved one.

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