M: That's what I'm thinking, but I'm still not sure how.
J: So in a Biblical sense, what would a young Adam represent? An Adam without Eve? An Adam who doesn't know God? Male selfishness, fueled by erotic desire?
M: Whoa, but... Adam didn't know sin until Eve. So...
J: So this is young Adam, after Eve but before the fall?
M: So, pre-fruit?
J: There was no fruit in this movie. Just lots of awkward Scottish sex. And cigarettes.
M: Too true.
J: And one very lusty male protagonist. [opens champagne bottle]
M: Well, that was interesting...
J: Certainly not, um, a, uh... what am I trying to say... not a metaphor for our "lusty protagonist."
M: Quite appropriate.
J: Like, hit me right in the head. After bouncing off your ceiling. Thanks Christmas-champagne!
M: That's what you get for looking in the clearance section.
J: You know that was like $3, right?
J: Worth every penny.
M: Clearly. So the movie... What did you think?
J: Basically, I felt bad for anyone Joe came in to contact with. He's not a stand-up guy, and he's driven by some grief-related sexual tension.
|Shall I kill you now? Or later?|
J: We meet Joe working on a coal barge in Glasgow, Scotland. He and Les discover a young woman floating in the Atlantic. The rest of the movie devolves into a series of flashbacks and Joe's torrid affairs with married women. The movie ends with the trial of the man accused of killing Cathie (the young woman found in the ocean). I would say no one wins.
M: I mean, Joe might win?
J: If anyone wins, it's Joe, which is unfortunate. I prefer to think that he's haunted by the ghosts of those he's wronged. But, that's hard to tell. He seems so shameless.
M: [laughs] Sorry, I was just thinking about the cork hitting your head again. It was like, dead center of your head. It was amazing.
J: I just can't believe you saw it. Popped me right on the noggin.
M: Just out of the corner of my eye. I still can't quite believe it.
J: That's the only thing that could have happened to make this blog post OK.
M: Well, yeah.
J: What did you think of the movie?
M: Well, I'm debating getting another beer. No, but seriously. The Scottish brogues were difficult, at best. However, I found myself translating more than a few times. I'm quite proud. Also, I kept waiting for Mr. MacGregor to burst in to song from behind his typewriter.
|The hills are alive... with the sound of music?|
M: Maybe we should have just watched Moulin Rouge...
J: Touche! Although, personally, I absolutely loved the Scottish brogues. It may be my favorite accent. I just kept thinking of Mrs. Hughes, and the family I stayed with in Scotland. I want to go back...
M: Yeah, there were even a few, although brief moments, of lovely countryside.
J: Yeah, mostly we were on that nasty barge, though.
M: I just imagined you saying that with a Scottish accent. It was lovely.
J: Do go on...
|The lovely Scottish countryside.|
And that nasty barge.
J: We shouldn't pick movies out of desperation anymore.
M: Right. It is worth noting that we grabbed this one quickly, and at random, from the shelves at Liberty Hall.
J: Very quickly. Very random.
M: That being said, I do enjoy the chance to see Mr. MacGregor in action. And if you've not yet seen it, I'd like to take a moment to heartily recommend The Long Way Round.
J: I'd like to point out that Meredith just typed "wong" instead of "long." And she's not wrong.
M: It was the past tense, perhaps, of something seen in Young Adam. Or it rhymes? It's not important...
J: Also this movie, not family friendly. We've already talked about the sex. The nudity perhaps is a given.
M: But seriously, Long Way Round. Long Way Down. Watch 'em both...
J: Wong Way Round?
M: [clears throat] But seriously, you'll never look at Mr. MacGregor the same way again. It's fantastic.
|In case you were wondering, I also ride motorcycles.|
J: The moral of the story is that at the end of our review of Young Adam, we're leaving you with a recommendation for a totally different movie.
M: TWO totally different movies. Do with that what you will.
J: And to all a good night!