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Happy 'Back To The Future' Day All You Tranks and Zipheads
10 years ago
Glad You Could Stop By! Please, Come on in and Soak Up The Greatness!
And also Lo-bos. I wasn't going to leave you out either. I just didn't have the room in the header.
So, we finally reached the most momentous day in all of time-travelling movie history! As I was sitting here, enjoying my morning tea and reading through all of my faxes, I remembered that today is a red-letter day in history. Wait...reading through your FAXES? Yes, you heard me correctly. It is 2015 after all, and faxing is the preferred method of communication. Why, I am so in touch with the future that I've got a fax machine in every room of my house.
That's what you call tech-savvy.
Ahh, yes. the glory of the fantastic Back To The Future series. I could be like everyone else and rant about what the movie BTTF Part 2 got wrong and was sort of accurate on, but by gosh there are enough articles in USA Today and Daily Mail and Tumbler and Instagram and Fox News and CNN and BBC and National Geographic and Quilting Daily....well you get the idea....but I know that no one here is interested in another rehash of the pros and cons of this great movie.
So instead, I'm going to share a bit of young Adrik Wolf history with you all and tell you about how I NEVER got to see the original release of BTTF Part 2 in the cinemas.
It was back in 1989 and I was a young Wolf of only 4 years old, but my hair was starting to grow out feathered like a member of the Bee Gees and the Wolf family Hi-Fi stereo unit in the living room was freshly adourned with Phil Collin's ...But Seriously album. I was still living in the United Kingdom at that time and can remember growing up watching endless Fraggle Rock and Dooby Duck's Disco Bus...
I'm not making that up. I remember seeing a show with puppets and a singing duck. Although Dooby did have a killer disco jacket. That thing had flair...
People wonder why I'm so traumatised as an adult...
But anyways...we only had like seven channels on the television if I remember correctly. It was 1989 and I was 4! Give me some credit here. But I do remember having Micro Machines! Those were so fun to play with! I also had this really great aeroport playset...it was by Fisher-Price, because I still have it today...and I had all kinds of planes and would fly all over the house for hours on end.
I also remember that The Cure was always playing on the record player. Don't ask me to explain that one.
Anyhow, I remember it being close to Christmastime, like a month away I believe, and Mommy and Daddy Wolf were putting on their evening coats to go out for a night while young Adrik was to stay indoors. Well I wasn't having any of that and I asked them where they were going.
"Why, we are going to the theatre for the evening to see a new movie," My father told me.
"Which movie? Can I go?" I asked. And I'm sure it wasn't as precise as that. It was more along the lines of..."I shall hurry upstairs and dress myself properly so I may accompany you on your journey into town for food and drink and entertainment." Remember, I was 4 years old.
"No, no, no son. This is an event for your mother and I. A night out for us." Father replied.
"But Dadddddddd! What movie are you going to see?"
"Back to the Future Part 2,"
"I want to go to that!" And I really did! I could remember see the movie previews and thinking they were soooo awesome! I mean, the future! Flying cars! Sharks! That's sort of what I only can remember. But nonetheless, I wanted to go!
Of course my mother would have none of that. Cue Jewish motherly now: "Listen. Adrik. You wouldn't understand what is going on in this mov-ie. Believe you me. You wouldn't know what was going on and you would be bored and start talking and asking questions and you would ruin everything for your father and I. Believe you me. You would have more fun staying home and watching Fraggle Rock and listening to The Cure. Play with your little Micro Machines and maybe Nanny Sophie will let you make cookies later."
"Nanny Sophie! I don't want to stay here with Nanny Sophie! I want to go to the theatre with you!"
"Listen." Mother said in her stern, Jewish voice that meant don't push the issue or else you will have a perturbed Jewish woman on your paws. "This movie is a sequel and you never saw the first one, so you won't have any clue what is going on. Believe you me. There is nothing worse than trying to watch a movie without knowing what is going on. I remember going to see that dreadful Jaws: The Revenge without ever seeing any of the other movies beforehand. And believe you me, your father said I was being such a kvetch that he swore to never take me to a theatre again!"
"That's true!" My father broke in. "She was kvetching about this and that! Made me tsetummelt! Oh vez mear! I am not going through that again! You stay at home with Nanny Sophie so that I may have a little peace and enjoy once a movie without my ears being talked off! Everyone! All the time! Just trying to be noodges! Oy vey!"
"Your father's right. You don't want to be a noodge. You stay here and play with your toys and when we get back we will tell you all about the movie. Besides, filthy things those theatres are. So many nudniks about and all that unhealthy popcorn and soda! Believe you me! Once they get that soda in you, that's all you ever want to drink! And the weather outside is a fright! All that cold and wet! You can't very well play pilot with the sniffles now can you?"
"I...I suppose not...?"
"That's right! You're my little mensch to the world...my little ambassador... and you can't be putting on a proper face with a runny nose and the coughing and the fever! In fact, I better tell Nanny Sophie to make up some soup just in case!"
At this point I would like to interject by saying that I do believe Sophie is a strictly BRITISH name because I have YET to meet anyone else with the name of Sophie...
"But I promise not to get sick! And I won't ask questions! I promise!"
"Adrik...what year were you born?" My mother asked me. I had to count on my fingers to do the math.
"1985..."
"That's right! And the first Back To The Future movie was released in 1985. Did you go to see that one?"
"Noooo...I was just a baby..."
"Exactly! And believe you me! Babies do not remember things like Back To The Future movies! They remember things like oatmeal and their bris! Now you make your mum proud by staying indoors, staying warm, not eating any sugars, and stop worrying about such silly things as movies. If you behave, your father and I will bring you home a nice toy plane to go with all your others."
"A DC-3!" I yelled, getting excited. They are my favourite plane afterall. ^ ^
"Yes then. A DC-3. We shall see. Now be a good little boychick and don't give Nanny Sophie any trouble!"
Anyways...they went out to the movie and left me home to play with my Micro Machines and watch probably Fraggle Rock or Captain Pugwash...how the hell can I remember...and I spent most of that night thinking that they were probably seeing the coolest movie ever. And yes, more adverts were playing on the television as that evening wore on...but the kicker came when I was laying in bed, full of soup and oatmeal raisin cookies and heard my parents return home and rant and rave about how grand the movie was!
Damn!
So as punishment, the next time they left me home while they went out I punished them by tearing apart the stereo system. No more Cure for them for a month! I hid the components all over the house and only after my father threatened me with both paddlings and tchotchkalas instead of my much coveted toy cars and aeroplanes, did I finally set about trying to remember how to put the stereo back together.
I think my parents just ended up going out and buying a new stereo system with a CD player because I had no clue what I was doing. I was 4, remember!
Anyhow...I never did get to see BTTF Part 2 or Part 3 in the theatres. But, I did watch the trilogy for the first time and truly understood what was going on about six or seven years later. On glorious VHS videotape! And boy did I love that first viewing! Those movies stuck with me throughout my growing up years! Oh how I wished I had been able to see them in the theatre when they were first released!
That brought back that deep-seeded childhood resentment and as punishment I tore apart the family VCR... That earned me a grounding and revocation of my N64 privileges. Damn.
So, I've decided that now that I am a father, I am not going to deprive my own children of such a memorable experience! I have the Back To The Future special edition DVD collection out and ready for action! Today, being the greatest day in terms of all days named after 21/Oct/2015, will be the perfect day to sit the twins down and binge watch these great movies and all the special features!
Happy watching my friends and I shall see you in the future!
But first...I'm going out to buy a $50 Pepsi and stop by an antique shoppe to buy a Cure record.
*straps on Power-laced Nikes and runs out to hover-converted Land Rover*
~Adrik
So, we finally reached the most momentous day in all of time-travelling movie history! As I was sitting here, enjoying my morning tea and reading through all of my faxes, I remembered that today is a red-letter day in history. Wait...reading through your FAXES? Yes, you heard me correctly. It is 2015 after all, and faxing is the preferred method of communication. Why, I am so in touch with the future that I've got a fax machine in every room of my house.
That's what you call tech-savvy.
Ahh, yes. the glory of the fantastic Back To The Future series. I could be like everyone else and rant about what the movie BTTF Part 2 got wrong and was sort of accurate on, but by gosh there are enough articles in USA Today and Daily Mail and Tumbler and Instagram and Fox News and CNN and BBC and National Geographic and Quilting Daily....well you get the idea....but I know that no one here is interested in another rehash of the pros and cons of this great movie.
So instead, I'm going to share a bit of young Adrik Wolf history with you all and tell you about how I NEVER got to see the original release of BTTF Part 2 in the cinemas.
It was back in 1989 and I was a young Wolf of only 4 years old, but my hair was starting to grow out feathered like a member of the Bee Gees and the Wolf family Hi-Fi stereo unit in the living room was freshly adourned with Phil Collin's ...But Seriously album. I was still living in the United Kingdom at that time and can remember growing up watching endless Fraggle Rock and Dooby Duck's Disco Bus...
I'm not making that up. I remember seeing a show with puppets and a singing duck. Although Dooby did have a killer disco jacket. That thing had flair...
People wonder why I'm so traumatised as an adult...
But anyways...we only had like seven channels on the television if I remember correctly. It was 1989 and I was 4! Give me some credit here. But I do remember having Micro Machines! Those were so fun to play with! I also had this really great aeroport playset...it was by Fisher-Price, because I still have it today...and I had all kinds of planes and would fly all over the house for hours on end.
I also remember that The Cure was always playing on the record player. Don't ask me to explain that one.
Anyhow, I remember it being close to Christmastime, like a month away I believe, and Mommy and Daddy Wolf were putting on their evening coats to go out for a night while young Adrik was to stay indoors. Well I wasn't having any of that and I asked them where they were going.
"Why, we are going to the theatre for the evening to see a new movie," My father told me.
"Which movie? Can I go?" I asked. And I'm sure it wasn't as precise as that. It was more along the lines of..."I shall hurry upstairs and dress myself properly so I may accompany you on your journey into town for food and drink and entertainment." Remember, I was 4 years old.
"No, no, no son. This is an event for your mother and I. A night out for us." Father replied.
"But Dadddddddd! What movie are you going to see?"
"Back to the Future Part 2,"
"I want to go to that!" And I really did! I could remember see the movie previews and thinking they were soooo awesome! I mean, the future! Flying cars! Sharks! That's sort of what I only can remember. But nonetheless, I wanted to go!
Of course my mother would have none of that. Cue Jewish motherly now: "Listen. Adrik. You wouldn't understand what is going on in this mov-ie. Believe you me. You wouldn't know what was going on and you would be bored and start talking and asking questions and you would ruin everything for your father and I. Believe you me. You would have more fun staying home and watching Fraggle Rock and listening to The Cure. Play with your little Micro Machines and maybe Nanny Sophie will let you make cookies later."
"Nanny Sophie! I don't want to stay here with Nanny Sophie! I want to go to the theatre with you!"
"Listen." Mother said in her stern, Jewish voice that meant don't push the issue or else you will have a perturbed Jewish woman on your paws. "This movie is a sequel and you never saw the first one, so you won't have any clue what is going on. Believe you me. There is nothing worse than trying to watch a movie without knowing what is going on. I remember going to see that dreadful Jaws: The Revenge without ever seeing any of the other movies beforehand. And believe you me, your father said I was being such a kvetch that he swore to never take me to a theatre again!"
"That's true!" My father broke in. "She was kvetching about this and that! Made me tsetummelt! Oh vez mear! I am not going through that again! You stay at home with Nanny Sophie so that I may have a little peace and enjoy once a movie without my ears being talked off! Everyone! All the time! Just trying to be noodges! Oy vey!"
"Your father's right. You don't want to be a noodge. You stay here and play with your toys and when we get back we will tell you all about the movie. Besides, filthy things those theatres are. So many nudniks about and all that unhealthy popcorn and soda! Believe you me! Once they get that soda in you, that's all you ever want to drink! And the weather outside is a fright! All that cold and wet! You can't very well play pilot with the sniffles now can you?"
"I...I suppose not...?"
"That's right! You're my little mensch to the world...my little ambassador... and you can't be putting on a proper face with a runny nose and the coughing and the fever! In fact, I better tell Nanny Sophie to make up some soup just in case!"
At this point I would like to interject by saying that I do believe Sophie is a strictly BRITISH name because I have YET to meet anyone else with the name of Sophie...
"But I promise not to get sick! And I won't ask questions! I promise!"
"Adrik...what year were you born?" My mother asked me. I had to count on my fingers to do the math.
"1985..."
"That's right! And the first Back To The Future movie was released in 1985. Did you go to see that one?"
"Noooo...I was just a baby..."
"Exactly! And believe you me! Babies do not remember things like Back To The Future movies! They remember things like oatmeal and their bris! Now you make your mum proud by staying indoors, staying warm, not eating any sugars, and stop worrying about such silly things as movies. If you behave, your father and I will bring you home a nice toy plane to go with all your others."
"A DC-3!" I yelled, getting excited. They are my favourite plane afterall. ^ ^
"Yes then. A DC-3. We shall see. Now be a good little boychick and don't give Nanny Sophie any trouble!"
Anyways...they went out to the movie and left me home to play with my Micro Machines and watch probably Fraggle Rock or Captain Pugwash...how the hell can I remember...and I spent most of that night thinking that they were probably seeing the coolest movie ever. And yes, more adverts were playing on the television as that evening wore on...but the kicker came when I was laying in bed, full of soup and oatmeal raisin cookies and heard my parents return home and rant and rave about how grand the movie was!
Damn!
So as punishment, the next time they left me home while they went out I punished them by tearing apart the stereo system. No more Cure for them for a month! I hid the components all over the house and only after my father threatened me with both paddlings and tchotchkalas instead of my much coveted toy cars and aeroplanes, did I finally set about trying to remember how to put the stereo back together.
I think my parents just ended up going out and buying a new stereo system with a CD player because I had no clue what I was doing. I was 4, remember!
Anyhow...I never did get to see BTTF Part 2 or Part 3 in the theatres. But, I did watch the trilogy for the first time and truly understood what was going on about six or seven years later. On glorious VHS videotape! And boy did I love that first viewing! Those movies stuck with me throughout my growing up years! Oh how I wished I had been able to see them in the theatre when they were first released!
That brought back that deep-seeded childhood resentment and as punishment I tore apart the family VCR... That earned me a grounding and revocation of my N64 privileges. Damn.
So, I've decided that now that I am a father, I am not going to deprive my own children of such a memorable experience! I have the Back To The Future special edition DVD collection out and ready for action! Today, being the greatest day in terms of all days named after 21/Oct/2015, will be the perfect day to sit the twins down and binge watch these great movies and all the special features!
Happy watching my friends and I shall see you in the future!
But first...I'm going out to buy a $50 Pepsi and stop by an antique shoppe to buy a Cure record.
*straps on Power-laced Nikes and runs out to hover-converted Land Rover*
~Adrik
a DC-3 - imagine that...
*hugs...
V.