Dreams Are My Reality…
Ok, so this post is going to be weird for most of you, but for the lucky few, it will be AMAZING.
A couple weeks ago, Kristina and i were going down to the metro to catch a train to the kluuuuuuuub. And as it was getting kinda late, the station was just about deserted. As we were standing on the escalator going down, there was a small group of people on the other escalator going up. And this man is looking over right at me and he’s singing something. Just a couple of lines, and not really all that loudly. Of course, i think, wow that is ODD. And then i get this really creepy feeling, because i know the song! But i can’t for the life of me figure out how or why or when or where i know this song. Then once we’re on the platform, it hits me!!!!
“Dreams are my reality, the only kind of real fantasy…”
For those of you who don’t know this gem, it’s only like the greatest 1980s pop song even written, and also the theme song from only the greatest french film ever: LA BOUM!!!!!!!!!!
That’s right, La Boum. This post is kind of a little shout out to all my high school french hommies, where we were privileged enough to study under the great M. Dubois and to also view this cinematic masterpiece. And if you haven’t seen La Boum, you need to RUN, not walk, to your local video store and rent it today! But your local video store has probably shut down, so go ahead and get on the internets, go over to your netflix page and move this bad boy up to the top of your queue! It’s a touching coming-of-age story about a young french girl, a young french boy, one fabulous party, and the song that brought them all together.
And for those skeptics and naysayers, this movie features the young Sophie Marceau before she was in that movie with that famous guy about that scottish guy from a long time ago in that wanted FREEEEEEEDOM. So, needless to say, it’s a keeper. You should also know that there is a sequel somewhere out there: La Boum Deux. This elusive little minx has been hiding from us for many years. I don’t know how many times Amanda, or Meagan and I talked about trying to find this movie. But alas, we never did…
But it was in this moment, standing and waiting for the metro, that i wished my phone has transatlantic texting. i was just bursting with excitement about this song and the rando guy that was singing it and the awesome movie it was from!!!! i tried to explain all this to kristina, but all i got was a “hm.” Oh well, that’s life!
Au revoir!
