MOVIE REVIEW 6.28.22
Urban Cowboy was on the tube last night. What a relic.
My reaction 42 years later:
- I am not feeling John in a beard.
- Now that I am aware that I’m a gay, Sissy is my type. Giddy up.
- On the other hand, I wanna be Pam. Her Texas chic couture is EVERYTHING.
- Watching this again reminds that I am now middle aged. Pam, whatcha doing with Buford? I can’t imagine Daddy Oilbucks would approve.
- Wes is what nightmares are made of. Yikes. The worm swallowing was the least egregious of his antics. Good god, Sissy, what were you thinking?
- The urban cowboy soundtrack is unbelievably fantastic. It is the best thing about the movie, imo. Wowsa. It brought me back to the visceral gut punch of being in junior high with being on stage my only refuge. And seeing the Charlie Daniels band live? Amazing. https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLrpyDacBCh7CJv_L0VxzWBhcXZzncW1aU
- I am not sure how women dealt with these oppressive gender roles back in the day. This movie works out in the end for the characters but it is sure sobering to view these dark times.
- John waking up in a mirrored boudoir with 2 women was disco era cinema gold.
- I love John’s pal Cooper Huckabee. He has a kind face.
- Bud’s aunt and uncle are as cool as you get: non judgemental, good advice, get you a solid gig…..
- I am never not enamoured by John’s dancing. He is captivating to watch.
ARMRESTRATING: 2 mini Sissy and Bud license plates up for a classic and semi cheesy flick.