Showing posts with label Special People Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Special People Day. Show all posts

Monday, May 24, 2021

Everything You Ever Need To Know About Life...

... you can learn from:

Welcome to the Dollhouse (1995)

Dawn: I was fighting back. 
Mrs. Weiner: Who told you to fight back?
If you look back through our MNPP Archives you'll see that Todd Solondz's classic film, which premiered in the U.S. 25 years ago today, is by far the film I've used for my "Life Lessons" series more than any other. That's because this film taught me everything I know... or maybe rather everything I already knew? By the time I saw this in 1996 I'd already lived through The Dawn Weiner Junior High Experience, and Solondz & Co captured the essence of that particular horror show better than any other piece of art has ever come close. 10 years ago for the film's 15th anniversary I already did an entire day of posts in honor of the film that I titled "Special People Day" -- you can read that all here. It got weird!

Would we have it any other way, though? The film's weird and mean-spirited and aggressive and so honest it brutalizes. It's also one of the funniest films ever made, and alongside PJ Hogan's Muriel's Wedding -- which I have long considered a companion piece -- it's the film I've watched more times than any other in this life. I've hardly felt more seen on-screen then I did, terrifyingly, trapped inside the beautiful smothering amber of this movie's exquisite and perfect 90 minute runtime. Dawn Wiener forever.



Tuesday, March 22, 2011

This Is MNPP's 10,000th Post

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And I can't imagine anybody I'd rather spend it with.
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15 Off My Head - Dawn Wiener's Dignity

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I don't know if you've heard, but it doesn't matter if you're a girl or a boy, man or a child, rich or poor, fat or thin - dignity is a very important quality that everyone should have. But does Dawn have her dignity? I say she does in spades, but people always accuse Todd Solondz of rabid misanthropy, as if he didn't just adore every embarrassing quirk of this girl. He does! And we do! And here are fifteen reasons, one for every year since the film came out, why Dawn Wiener shouldn't have to hang her head in shame.


1 - She goes after the bullies! In the second scene of the film we see her stop Brandon and his gang of thugs from beating up on "Troy boy." Of course Troy proves himself to be a rotten little ungrateful snot unworthy of her intervention, but that's not her fault.


2 - She stands her ground, time and again.
Even in the face of the dreaded chocolate cake give-away!


3 - Fashion plate! You might sense sarcasm when I speak of Dawn's clothing, but really she was on the cutting edge. It took fifteen years but you walk around in Brooklyn today and you're gonna see hipster girls wearing outfits incredibly similar to hers.

4 - She was not grade grubbing.


I don't care what that bitch Mrs. Grissom said.


5 - She runs away to New York just to try and find her little sister who's been kidnapped. Her monstrously adorable pirouetting beast of a sister. Okay so she's sort of responsible since she didn't give Missy the note that would've told her to wait for a ride, and her motives might be a little closer to self-serving since she dreams of herself becoming a hero beloved by all. Plus Steve Rodgers has already gone to New York at this point so she probably thinks she'll bump into him and he'll in turn rescue her. But still. She's proactive!

6 - She fights back!
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7 - She tells the hard truths. Even though Brandon is slipping through her fingers she tells him that her heart belongs to another man. Okay so she's deluded about the other man, and it's only a tween-age desire to live life as if in a soap opera that's informing her behavior, but she's trying to do the right thing.
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8 - She knows a good thing when she sees it.

9 - And she goes after it! She's a forward little thing. "Wanna see my fingers," indeed. And then she swipes his ID card and tries to put a hex on him.

"Steve.... Steve.... You will come for me.
You will make love to me. You will take me away from this place."
10 - She can cook!


11 - She doesn't sound anything like her mother when she talks. Believe me, this is a huge reason for Dawn to hold her head high.

12 - She doesn't want to go to Disney World.

13 - She has opinions on important topics:


14 - Even at her bleakest moment, when the entire school has erupted in a chant of "WIENERDOG!" in her face, she stays strong. She doesn't run off stage. She doesn't cry. (In fact we don't ever see her cry.) She finishes her speech, gives the bitches a death stare...


... and maintains.

15 - Dance moves!
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Dawn's Divine Duds

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Another one of the Unsung Heroes (if I may borrow the title of TFE's series on this sort of thing) of Welcome to the Dollhouse (other than its music which I touched upon here) is the costuming. This was the very first gig for Melissa Toth, who's since gone on to design the costumes for You Can Count on Me, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Synecdoche New York, amongst others; in theaters right now she's the one who put Bobby Cannavale in those spandex running pants in Win Win. So obviously, she is awesome. Where would Dawn Wiener be without her wardrobe of ill-fitting pink and purple and lime-green sartorial failings? I mean, the poster itself is basically just a spotlight on the importance of the film's costuming. Forthwith, a gallery! Here is every single outfit that Dawn wears. Behold the glory.


Where do you even begin? Chicken shirts, kitten sweaters, culottes, jumpers, footie pajamas... it's astonishing, the breadth of it. And this is without even touching upon other character's clothes - Steve's burn-out hippie threads, her mother's manic eyesores, or my personal favorite, Ginger.


Oh, Ginger. You angel. But what I think we can all agree that the most important piece of Dawn's costuming were the hair-balls, right?


I'd always thought she had a vast array of them in every color to match every outfit through the film, but now that I actually have checked I've discovered there are only three - purple, yellow, and white. But she manages to make them work with everything she owns. Girl is a trooper.
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Quote of the Day

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In honor of Special People Day, Jarett at PopWrap actually talked with the one and only Heather Matarazzo herself! He got all sorts of goodies out of her on the film then and how she sees it now. The whole chat's awesome, go read it y'all. But I'm gonna highlight a couple of bits from it that I found especially lovely.

PopWrap: What is your favorite thing about Dawn?

Heather: Her ability to get those feelings out. Whether it’s smashing the videotape or cutting off her sister’s Barbie doll head – she was creative enough to find an outlet. Also, being fearless enough to primp herself up to make Steve her boyfriend, despite being continually bullied and teased by everyone. That to me is absolutely courageous because you’re being called ugly and dogface over and over and over, but you’re not going to go for the Ralphie, you’re going to go for the guy who's five years older and wears leather pants? Dawn had excellent taste [laughs].

... What’s interesting is that no matter how fearful Dawn was, she didn’t eat in the bathroom. She asked to sit down even though she was terrified to do so. She still took the action and that’s the thing I think a lot of people don’t see in Dawn – the fact that she was terrified, but didn’t let her terror stop her. That's what makes her so incredibly special and unique and brave."
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Hummable Hummingbirds

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One of the aspect of Welcome to the Dollhouse that gets overlooked, I think, is the importance of music to its story. Dawn plays the piano - "Wanna see my fingers?" - and is in her school choir. Her brother's in a band, The Quadratics (prev. post), and their need for a lead singer brings the sweet siren song of high-scool ne'er-do-well Steve Rodgers tumbling into Dawn's life. There are several musical numbers that dot the course of the film - Steve singing the title song, The Quadratics' performance at Harv and Marj's 20th...


... and then of course the bus-ride sing-a-log that ends the film, Dawn heading to a Disneyworld she doesn't want to go to, lost in her own world staring out the window, hummmmmmm.
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Look in the sky
At the tiny hummingbirds that fly
With wings that move faster
Than the eyes can see
Hummingbirds Hooray, Hurrah, Sis-boom-bah
Now put on a smile, kids
Wipe off that frown
We're hummable Hummingbirds
Happy and sunny birds
Humming all day long Come and join us in our song
Hum Hummable Hummingbirds
Humming along, we are Hum hummable Hummingbirds
We go up, up, up into the sky
We're the Hummingbirds of Benjamin Franklin Junior High
Hum

Todd Solondz uses music in Happiness as well, with poor Joy's pained attempts at being a musician only serving to underline her constant failure to arriving anywhere near anything transcendent. And so it goes for Dawn. Still, even though it's embarrassing and riddled with discordant mistakes, I find the moment where Dawn plays the piano for Steve Rodgers and the camera moves around her one of the film's most moving. She just wants to make something pretty so badly.
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And just because, here's the film's soundtrack.
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Where Are They Now?

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In honor of Special People Day, aka the 15th Anniversary of Welcome to the Dollhouse, I give you this quick look at Ralphie ("Just because he's a faggot it doesn't mean he's an asshole"), or rather the actor that played him (I can't imagine he wants to be confused with Ralphie any more than Heather Matarazzo does with Dawn), one Dimitri DeFresco. That's the grown-up him on the right. He's credited as "Party Guest" in the upcoming Arthur remake and if that's not enough reason to see that then I don't know what. Also, he's on Twitter! Y'all should go follow him. He's Ralphie, for fuck's sake.

Now a couple more fun facts about him, all via his IMDb page. He made $1,886.00 in exchange for being forever immortalized in Dollhouse. His favorite movie is East of Eden (good choice). He turned 28 in January, is 6'1", and lives in New York. And he has a phobia of dental work. Happy 15, Dimitri/Ralphie!

"You think you're hot shit but you're really just cold diarrhea."
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Which Is Hotter?

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Steve Rodgers or Brandon McCarthy?
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The Quadratics...

... only put out one album in the Summer before college.
(They thought it would look good on their resume.)
This is that album.
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"Someone barfed there fourth period."

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The Moment I Fell For... Dawn Wiener

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They always say that the beginning is a very good place to start, so let's do that. My love for Dawn Wiener was instantaneous, like death by freight train.


Here's a very true, very pathetic story from my own Junior High School experience - I almost choked to death on pizza cheese once because nobody paid me any attention during lunch period. Like Dawn I would drift from table to table, trying to just find a place to sit where I could just eat my food and not get emotionally terrorized for five minutes of the day. Well this one time I'd found my spot, nobody was bugging me, and I set about devouring my pizza as quickly as I could to get out of there. But that horrid school cheese, you probably know the sort, it refused to be broken by anything so weak as teeth and just slithered in one unbroken clump down my throat and began to choke me. I gagged, I stood up, I did the hands to throat choking signal... and nobody noticed. I started getting dizzy. Nobody, nothing. People were all around me, just eating their lunches, laughing. I ended up having to reach way down my own throat and pull the cheese out myself in a single swift horrifying yank, a mockery of the magician's scarf move.


And that's my Junior High experience in a nutshell. So with Welcome to the Dollhouse it was frame one, with Todd Solondz starting right out with Dawn navigating the horror of the cafeteria tables, that they got me. This film was gonna speak to me of things I understood.
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Good Morning, Dawn

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Morning, nerd. Did you just have a dream in which everyone exclaimed their love for you only to wake up and find yourself lying on the sidewalk in New York without anyone having even noticed you've disappeared? Hey we've all been there. No reason to let it keep us down. Let's face this day together.
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Monday, March 21, 2011

Who Told You To Fight Back?

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Apologies for the quietude today folks. It's been one of those days. But tomorrow things will surely be better for all day we're celebrating the 15th anniversary of the release of Todd Solondz's Welcome to the Dollhouse. And if anybody wants to join in on the festivities, you just go ahead and email me whatcha got or leave it in the comments here and I'll link you up tomorrow.

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