marlasingers

It's funny how people remember a film they are reminiscing about. An example would be "Muriel's Wedding" - a film that is labeled as a comedy. And yet it is one of the saddest & most realistic films about family life that has been made. When you remember the film, its moments of humour are so clever, that they hide the dark undercurrents explored.

The same goes for "Saturday Night Fever" (SNF), a film that showcases disco in its most perfect form. And yet the true theme of the movie is about wanting more out of your life but just existing, until something affects you so much that you decide to start living.

John Travolta's character is so well played against his friends who are, quite simply, cruel no hopers who disrespect the opposite sex & treat them as fifth best against the car they all share to have 'mobile' sex in.

The female character that eventually shifts Travolta's character appears at a time when horrific events really force him to reassess where he is going – something that his friends will never be unable to ever do.

It is easy to label a movie a certain way. There are films with similar themes such as 'Good Will Hunting', which is noted for its themes & dialogue rather than being a kitsch memory, and we should remember SNF for the same reasons.

I think there was this hidden love of "Pugwall" when I was at school. We would make fun of it but watch it all the same.

I would say, however, that it wasn't that "cool". Take, for example, the lyrics to the music Puigwall's 'band' put together:

"Morning to midnight (castanet syncopation) I'm thinking o- hov you Tossing & turning What can I do?"

or;

"We're all gonna have a party (guitar riff) Food and drink for everyone one (guitar riff) Laughing, jumping(?) dancing, singing (guitar riff) Every body is welcome"

or the theme song;

"Nobody tells me what to do No not me Nobody tells me what to say Can't you see"

It was great - all the songs were complete with correct, clipped pronunciation; not exactly rock & roll.

Then there was the theme music that came on whenever Pugwall's arch-enemies came hooning past on their BMX's;

"Bad boys, bad boys Bad bad boys"

Sheer late-eighties hard-core kids' TV.

But at the same time, to quote "Seinfeld" - It's grotesque. Yet I can't look away."

I watched "Quincy" when it was on the first time round with my mum, dad & sister. I didn't quite get it the first time around as I was a young lady in those days. However I was fortunate to see it on digital TV in England, and have realized the true, raw, emotion that is Quincy, coroner & all-round good guy.

Quincy is insightful. Before all these "CSI" & "Cold Case" programmes, there was Quincy. Was he one step ahead? Let's just say he was on the ball. He knew the truth behind the lies, the evil from the good and the down-right guilty from the innocent. When he had a hunch, you'd better believe he was right. Had a crime to solve? Quincy was your guy.

Quincy get what he wants. If there was someone who was holding something back, Quincy had enough on them to solve the case & get the job done.

Quincy was a man's man. With soul. He lived & loved like a man who's time was almost up, and it showed. He solved the case when no one else thought it could be done. He felt for the deceased & gave them a voice when everyone else thought it had fallen silent.

Quincy has charisma. There was no other man on television who had a hand that was as good with a woman as it was with a dead body.

Quincy cares. Sure, Quincy was a man's man; he would be at the bar buying a round for the guys, but he hurts like the rest of us. He just kept it all inside.

So there you have it - the man & the myth that is Quincy. There will never be another... all those copy-cats? Well the men want to be him, & the women want to be WITH him. Quincy, you're the best.