tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90982307239028523682024-03-19T01:48:31.274-07:00Teenage FanaticA random blog with posts from the mind of a fanatical, obsessive 18 year old girl.Annabel McConnachiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08403461115123328384noreply@blogger.comBlogger220125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098230723902852368.post-30275303405470063852018-02-20T01:17:00.000-08:002018-02-20T05:41:26.345-08:005 Things Wrong with 'Fifty Shades Freed' (Aside from the Subject Matter)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello readers and welcome back! While I am aware that I have taken quite the extended leave of absence from posting on this blog, I urge you all to put your recollection of my neglect aside, and join with me in celebrating one of the most wonderful months of the year. February 2018 has had a lot to offer so far. There was Valentine's Day, Groundhog Day, and perhaps most importantly, the release of the final installment of the Fifty Shades franchise charmingly entitled 'Fifty Shades Freed'. If you've ventured in to the depths of 'Teenage Fanatic' in the past, you may recall the love/hate (but predominantly hate) relationship I have with this trilogy, which I demonstrated in my review of both the <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2015/07/5-things-wrong-with-fifty-shades-of.html" target="_blank">first</a> and <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2017/02/5-things-wrong-with-fifty-shades-darker.html" target="_blank">second</a> films. But no scathing critique of a film franchise is complete until all of the movies have been ceremoniously ripped apart, and now that I have officially had the horror of watching the final film (without paying, because I still refuse to contribute to the franchise's economic success), I am qualified to do just that. So without further ado, may I introduce to you a mere five of the colossal flaws abundant throughout 'Fifty Shades Freed'.<br />
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While 'Fifty Shades of Grey' is far from being even a remotely tolerable movie, the only accolade I will begrudgingly award it is that it is the only film in the trilogy that makes any kind of remote conceptual sense. I understand, as problematic as it is, that people wanting an escape
from the mundanity of everyday life would be able to live vicariously
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penchant for sadomasochism. Is it overwhelmingly sexist and devoid of any quality? Of course. But is it marketable as a guilty pleasure to bored house wives and house husbands? Unfortunately so. The same however cannot be said for 'Fifty Shades Freed'. I mentioned in my <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2017/02/5-things-wrong-with-fifty-shades-darker.html" target="_blank">review of 'Fifty Shades Darker'</a> that the movie was basically tracking the fizzling out of the sex life of a boring, domestic, vanilla couple in a committed relationship, however this third installment takes uninteresting, awkward sex scenes that no one enjoys watching to a whole new level (or should I say shade) of beige. The film opens with a montage of everyone's least favourite undynamic duo Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele getting hitched and going on their honeymoon, their entrapment in the patriarchal construct of marriage ensuring that everything that was taboo and risque about the original concept can never be resurrected. How anyone at Universal could think that this would be marketable is beyond me. No one wants to watch porn that mirrors their daily goings on, and similarly no one wants to watch an installment of a notorious BDSM franchise where an unexciting married couple tie each other up for a few minutes and then go shopping for groceries. All I can say is I hope the title 'Fifty Shades Freed' is intentionally ironic. <br />
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There's a big difference between the director of a movie experimenting and appropriating elements of a number of different genres, and creating a confused, unpalatable mash up of clashing tones and themes. 'Fifty Shades Freed' is very much the latter. On the surface, it is a BDSM filled epic romance salacious enough to pique interest but PC enough to feel at home within the MA15+ rating category. In actuality, it's a literal mess. This final installment, like its predecessor 'Fifty Shades Darker', becomes a quasi thriller when Anastasia's ex low key rapey boss (who is apparently also Christian's ex orphanage buddy) decides to orchestrate a Fast and Furious style car chase, attempts to hold Ana hostage, and then kidnaps Rita Ora (all for no apparent reason). All of this is juxtaposed however with scenes that almost veer into rom com territory, with such classic moments as Ana tending to a drunk Christian in one of the most poorly acted scenes in the movie, as well as Ana and Christian having a 'sexy' ice cream fight that made everyone in my cinema let out audible groans of disgust. So ultimately, the film ends up being a wannabe pornographic psychological crime romantic comedy that is neither funny nor romantic, and falls short of remotely slotting in to any single one of these genres. In fact the only category it is able to fit into fully is being practically unwatchable.<br />
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While arguably every single scene in all three of these films is a complete and utter waste of time, money and patience for both audience members and the cast and crew themselves, there are some in particular in this third installment that will surpass even your lowest expectations. Towards the beginning of the movie, we are introduced to a rather brazen and high key unprofessional architect who is clearly keen to get with Christian, which causes Ana to get incredibly defensive, and leads the audience to speculate about possible infidelity. Will Christian and this absolute random have an affair in order to make the plot even vaguely interesting? The answer is no, rendering the architect's presence irrelevant and forcing us to sit through perhaps one of Ana's most cringey lines, 'You may call me Mrs Grey'.<br />
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But wait, the triviality has only just begun. At one point, Ana, Christian, and a few other side characters whose relationship with one another is ambiguous at best, decide to camp out in a cabin in the woods. However, unfortunately unlike the Joss Whedon film, all of the characters survive, and worst of all, decide to find a creative outlet. There is a scene that has to be seen to be believed in which we are introduced to the musical stylings of Christian Grey as he performs a lack lustre cover of Paul McCartney's 'Maybe I'm Amazed', which genuinely made me question whether I was watching 'Fifty Shades Freed' or 'Fifty Shades Glee-d'. Just when you think this franchise can't get anymore painful, there's a musical number. A musical number that is overwhelmingly awful and once again, you guessed it, completely and utterly unnecessary.<br />
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Then, to top it all off, the film ends with yet another montage set to 'Love Me Like You Do' (because no one's heard that song enough), which spliced together moments from the first two films, as well as moments that we'd seen literally less than an hour earlier that were taken from the seven montages at the beginning of the film. An appropriatly irrelevant ending for a film that was a thorough waste of time. <br />
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It would be foolish of me to expect the plot of this film to be remotely rooted in reality, but for 'Fifty Shades Freed' to defy the laws of logic and science altogether was truly something else (for lack of a more punishing phrase). As I've constantly mentioned throughout this post, the film starts off with Ana and Christian tying the knot, however it is only after this 20 minute wedding montage that the two finally take the time to sit down and discuss important compatibility factors such as whether or not she's going to take his last name or whether or not they want to have kids. I don't know about you, but logically I feel like these are some relatively important make or break topics of conversation that probably should've been addressed before now. The first film literally contains a half hour, wholly unnecessary scene in which Christian and Ana negotiate the intricacies of their BDSM contract before they even dive in to their relationship, but apparently when it comes to getting married (something Christian was originally adamantly against), not even a simple Q&A session is needed. But really, this is only the beginning.<br />
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As the film's psychological thriller-esque subplot reaches its climax (pun intended), part time business man and full time rapey villain Jack Hyde kidnaps Christian's sister and demands that Ana bring him 5 million dollars ransom, which the bank quite happily gives her because apparently the application of the law is optional. Once she arrives at his secret lair which I'm pretty sure is just a car park, Jack grabs a hold of Ana and, I kid you not, slaps her in the face twice. Admittedly that's not the nicest way to greet someone, but as far as deranged psychos go I'd say that she got off pretty lightly, right? Wrong. In the next scene, Ana is seen in hospital covered with scrapes and bruises and suffering from a concussion. Yes, that's right. Ana has the injuries of someone who has just been brutally beaten in some sort of underground fight club after literally being slapped in the face twice, when in 'Fifty Shades Darker', Christian can get into a helicopter crash and walk home 30 minutes later completely unharmed without so much as a single scratch. I don't know if this is some sort of reaffirmation of the gender binary or if E.L. James' perception of medical science is just incredibly flawed, but either way, logic is nowhere to be found. <br />
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And that is the extent of the critique I have to offer. To say that 'Fifty Shades Freed' is merely flawed would be a massive understatement, however if you are intent on receiving closure, then I suggest you save your money and illegally stream this final installment, taking solace in the fact that after this film, the Fifty Shades franchise is officially no more. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Members of the blogosphere, hello and welcome back! Before you even think it, I'm just going to come out and own the fact that I am a legitimately horrible person. I actually can't believe that my last post was in mid February and that it is now mid August. What is my incredibly elaborate, mind-blowing excuse to compensate for my overwhelming laziness? Absolutely nothing. But I am back, and am going to try and post like a regular human.<br />
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During the past 5 months where I haven't been blogging because I'm a terrible person, I've jumped on board the Youtube train and attempted to give that a burl.<br />
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How exactly has that panned out for me so far? Well I mean I have 182 subscribers at the moment, so like it could be worse. If you've read the title of this post, you probably have some idea of where this is going. Yes, this is a totally shameless plug of my new social media platform (so please be a bae and subscribe, thank you so much). My channel's called <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrCMPSx5zbqUyd1WKGgqatg" target="_blank">annabeloftheball</a>, and on it, I basically just film myself talking about an array of TV shows, movies and anything else nerdy and irrelevant. So that you can have an idea of what it's like, I'm pretty much dedicating this post to the different kinds of random videos I post on my channel, so that hopefully you'll be lured and be nice enough to subscribe to me (and yes, I'm going to be using the word 'subscribe' as many times as humanely possible throughout this post).<br />
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Most recently, I've started reviewing films from a feminist perspective, which shouldn't surprise those of you who've glanced at my post about the <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2016/09/struggles-of-being-intersectional.html" target="_blank">struggles of being an intersectional feminist</a>.<br />
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Anyone familiar with the land of Youtube would not be a stranger to the concept of a beauty guru. Before you get the wrong idea, I am 100% not one of them (no matter how hard I may have tried to be). I've basically just got videos of me being a failure of a human (which seems to be a theme throughout this entire post), where I (terribly) attempt to copy a Zoella make up tutorial . . .<br />
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I started doing this before I even treated Youtube as a real thing, but basically my friend and I have created a soap opera series set in IKEA, in which two people who have lived inside IKEA their whole lives have no idea why none of their appliances work and why there are constantly people roaming around. <br />
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Hello again readers, and welcome back! If you've been reading this blog for a while now, you may recall way back in 2015 I wrote a <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2015/07/5-things-wrong-with-fifty-shades-of.html" target="_blank">post not dissimilar to this one, where I managed to narrow it down to only five things wrong with the movie adaptation of E.L. James' 'Fifty Shades of Grey'</a> after I was forced to watch it at a sleepover (much to my dismay). Now, a year and a half later, I am back to write pretty much an identical post about the second installment, 'Fifty Shades Darker'. You may be wondering, why would I subject myself to watching the sequel if I hated the first film so much? And why would I actually give money to a franchise like this? Honestly, I went to see the second one for a laugh, because while I absolutely hated the first movie, I can't deny that I did thoroughly enjoy ripping it to shreds. And as for giving the franchise money? Let's just say that 'Resident Evil' has an extra $16 of revenue. Having thoroughly attempted to justify myself and my choices in this long-winded introduction, let's jump straight in . . .<br />
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I don't know about you, but to me, a movie sequel about BDSM entitled 'Fifty Shades Darker' implies that it's more intense and risque than the first one. Well, if you and I are in the same boat, then I'm sorry to disillusion you, but this is most certainly not the case. Avert your eyes if you desperately want to avoid spoilers, but I kid you not, the movie revolves around the beginning of Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele's boring, vanilla relationship, with exciting moments such as Christian asking Ana to move in with him, the two shopping for groceries together, and finally ending with an underwhelming declaration of love and inevitable engagement. I'm low key tempted to start a petition to rename the movie to 'Fifty Shades of Domestic', but then I'd have to live with the fact that I was invested enough in this film series to headline a petition about it, and in all good conscience I don't think I can do that. Yes, as I covered in my post from 2015, the first film is unbelievably flawed, but to its credit, it at least had some sort of taboo factor that clearly drew people to it, but this excuse for a follow up didn't even deliver in that respect. I mean, who wants to sit in a cinema and watch an uninteresting couple do domestic chores and occasionally do the do? Literally no one. <br />
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Okay, don't get me wrong, I didn't walk in to 'Fifty Shades Darker' expecting a cinematic masterpiece with an exquisite story arc, but for its plot to be even more implausible and structurally problematic than the first one is quite an achievement. Even with all of its seemingly never-ending flaws, I cannot deny that 'Fifty Shades of Grey' had an orientation, a climax (no pun intended) and a cliff-hangery ending, all of which of course were horrible and totally unrealistic, but hey, at least they were there. In the follow up however, literally none of these basic structural elements were present, and not in a 'ooh I'm so artsy I'm going to deliberately break all the rules' kind of way, but more in a 'I've never made a film before in my life and have no idea how to create a simple story arc' one. Again, if you don't want any spoiler alerts, look away now, because oh boy do I have a lot to say.<br />
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As I covered in my last point, the film was literally about a dull relationship between two young people which had no build up whatsoever, therefore breaking the cardinal rule of romance movie formula. At the beginning, we saw a stalkery girl hanging around who turned out to be one of Christian Grey's ex subdominant slaves, and were always expecting something catastrophic to happen as the film progressed. Well, long story short, it totally didn't. She came in to Anastasia's apartment holding a gun, and within a matter of seconds Christian had defused the situation, sent her off to a mental institution, and totally killed the storyline, so there goes that idea. Then, towards the end of the film, Christian was on a business trip and randomly got into a helicopter crash. I got excited, because I thought that perhaps the film could redeem itself by killing him off, but sadly that wasn't the case. Tension didn't even get a chance to rear its ugly head, because a few hours after the plane crash (and about a minute after we saw it happen on screen), Christian waltzed in to his apartment safe and sound with absolutely no explanation as to how he survived, before the matter was dropped completely and not mentioned again. The couple's relationship then went back to normal, rendering the entire film irrelevant, before, to top it all off, Anastasia's low key rapey boss is set up to be the third film's villain. If you're confused reading this, that makes two of us. Nevertheless, to summarise, the plot arc consists of no beginning, some defused rising action, a random new major plot point thrown into the mix at the last minute that was randomly discarded, no official ending, and a pitiful excuse for a hint as to what the next movie will deal with. I'm not professing to be a professional writer of film scripts, but that's just pathetic. And I'm sorry, but there is nowhere near enough sexual content to compensate for this many plot holes. <br />
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Well folks, that's about all I have for you! Please keep in mind that all of the archaic gender stereotypes and terrible dialogue and implausibility that I talked about in my blog post from 2015 were not absent from this sequel, so if you do end up going to see it, you have all of those flaws and more to look forward to this time around. Saying that, while this movie is truly terrible (even more so than the first one) and anti-feminist and all kinds of offensive, I'm actually not recommending that you don't watch it. In fact, I suggest the complete opposite. If you're up for a laugh, sneak in to the movies or find an illegal copy and you are guaranteed to have the afternoon of your life, just whatever you do, do not add to this pathetic excuse for a franchise's revenue. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Greetings blogosphere, and welcome back! As you know, I am quite the movie buff, so February is a pretty exciting month for me. Why you may ask? Because it is completely and utterly dedicated to the countdown to Hollywood's Annual night-of-nights, the Academy Awards. Yes, I am aware that my awards show obsession is rather unhealthy, and above all else, a bit lame, but I'm a total lost cause so may as well give in unapologetically. In keeping with that, I have decided today to try my hand at being a member of the Academy and guess the outcome of this year's Oscars. So without further ado, here are my predictions (from most boring category to least) . . .<br />
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Admittedly original movie musicals do low key have a leg up in this category, but regardless of that there is pretty much no doubt that Justin Hurwitz will win for Best Original Score. The soundtrack is actually so good, so much so that its songs have been lovingly parodied by a bunch of big names such as <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XaldSt0lc8o" target="_blank">Jimmy Fallon</a> and <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iHm9pcwatEQ" target="_blank">Miranda Sings</a> - and if that legacy doesn't scream 'Oscar' I don't know what does.<br />
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Mahershala Ali has been getting rave reviews for his depiction of Miami drug dealer and mentor Barry Jenkins in the coming of age drama 'Moonlight', and while I haven't yet seen it, there is no doubt the Academy will love him (especially considering their need to make up for the lack of racial diversity in the 2016 nominations). In addition to the fact that his performance is apparently fabulous, he also recently won the Screen Actor's Guild award, so at this point it's pretty much a no brainer.<br />
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Best Supporting Actress - Viola Davis, 'Fences'</h4>
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I know, you may be thinking 'but La La Land is nominated for 14 Academy Awards, surely Ryan Gosling will win?', but no, I actually don't think that will be the case. Don't get me wrong, I thought he was super great in the film, but the Academy do typically tend to favour dramatic performances, and 'Manchester by the Sea' has been widely regarded as the most depressing movie of the year, so I think Casey Affleck's going to be taking this one home. Yes, his performance is amazing and wonderful and all kinds of great, but the reason I am being a little critical is low key due to the <a href="http://www.popsugar.com/celebrity/Casey-Affleck-Sexual-Assault-Information-42941568" target="_blank">recent sexual harassment charges pressed against him</a>, but hey, innocent until proven guilty right?<br />
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Damien Chazelle has literally worked so hard for the Best Director Academy award he's about to receive it's ridiculous. Directing a film is super difficult. Directing a stage musical is also incredibly hard. But directing an original movie musical combining the golden rules of cinematic and theatrical practices? That's next level. Plus, the fact that he has done all of this to such a high standard is unbelievable. So congratulations in advance Damien, you've totally earned it (also please cast me, thanks so much).<br />
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It's nominated for a record breaking 14 Oscars, I mean how can 'La La Land' not win best picture? And honestly, it should. Yes the other Best Picture nominees are all amazing in different ways, but I think holistically 'La La Land' really delivers and ticks every box. Sometimes you find that really amazing acting or a super cool plot line are what stand out in Oscar winning films, but in this one, it just kind of has everything without being too obnoxious about it. We've already covered that the cinematography, the score, the acting and the direction are all kinds of awesome, but as well as that there's also the writing, the editing, the costuming, and just the overall melding together of the realism of film and heightened suspension of disbelief that comes along with the musical theatre territory. Basically what I'm saying is that 'La La Land' will most likely win this year, and I fully support that. Anyone who disagrees with me, prepare to be on the receiving end of an impassioned, overly verbose rant.<br />
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So that's about all I have for you! I know there are so many more categories that I could've included and attempted to predict, but honestly I only chose the ones I was super interested in. Hopefully you see some sense in my picks for the 2017 Academy Award winners, but at the end of the day, who really knows what's going to happen? With my luck, 100% of my predictions will be incorrect. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Hello readers, and welcome back post holiday season! It's now that awkward time between the end of school and beginning of university where you don't know what day it is or feel inclined to leave the house, which for some is a literal dream come true, but for others can get a bit repetitive and boring. Personally, I'm a big fan of doing nothing so I'm loving my life, but to pull whoever is bothered to read my blog out of their post holidays depression, I've decided to entertain you today with a little musical comparison between NBC's recent(ish), live televised production of 'Hairspray' that aired on December 7th 2016, and the classic 2007 film version. One half of me is totally against this, because I respect that the two of them are both pretty awesome in their own right, and that it doesn't have to be a competition, but the other, more stubborn half is super overly analytical and heavily into musical theatre, and loves nothing more than deconstructing movies, television and live theatre. You can probably guess which half ended up winning. So, basically to appease the <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2015/10/10-struggles-of-enfp.html" target="_blank">ENFP in me</a>, I've decided to compare the two by looking at each cast member individually, because who doesn't love hyper critical judgement? Morally dubious justification complete, let's get into it . . .<br />
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Tracy Turnblad - Nickii Blonsky v Maddie Ballio</h4>
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Edna Turnblad - John Travolta v Harvey Fierstein</h4>
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Link Larkin - Zac Efron v Garrett Clayton</h4>
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Wilbur Turnblad - Christopher Walken v Martin Short</h4>
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Once again, I seem to be faced with a very difficult decision between two Hollywood legends, go figure. While I think they both did a pretty fabulous job as Wilbur, I'm giving this one to Martin Short, pretty much because he's clearly the better singer. Also, he actually made me pay attention to 'You're Timeless to Me', which, not gonna lie, I fast forward through every time I've ever watched the film. However, I repeat, they're both hella great.<br />
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Motormouth Maybelle - Queen Latifah v Jennifer Hudson</h4>
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Again, it seems I've got myself a pretty mammoth decision. In terms of acting, I'd say these two powerhouses are about even, but when it comes to singing, even though Queen Latifah is amazing and gives me so much life, is it even possible to beat Jennifer Hudson? I know it was quite controversial having her sing 'Big Blonde and Beautiful' despite the fact that she's not even close to being fat, which, you know, is kinda awkward and low key offensive, but in literally every other way Jennifer was perfect for this role, so just this once I think I can overlook it. Plus, her 'I Know Where I've Been' completely brought the house down and was a major highlight of the whole thing. <br />
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Velma Von Tussell - Michelle Pfeiffer v Kristin Chennoweth</h4>
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Honestly, this is my favourite role in the whole musical, and has been ever since I was like 8. When I heard that Queen Kristin was playing Velma in the live version, I was beyond excited, and had no doubt that she would slay hard out. Call me clairvoyant, because I was totally correct. She was absolutely flawless and amazing, and while Michelle Pfeiffer was super incredible, there's just no beating the Broadway perfection that is Kristin Chennoweth (well, at least in my books).<br />
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Seaweed - Elijah Kelley v Ephraim Sykes</h4>
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To be honest, because they approached the role in a similar way, it's kinda hard to differentiate between the two Seaweed portrayals, which makes this decision extra difficult to make. Which is why I'm going to be a total cop out and not make it at all. It's official, we have our first tie. I mean, come on, they both killed it, what choice do I have?<br />
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Penny Lou Pingleton - Amanda Bynes v Ariana Grande</h4>
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If you're not familiar with the movie version, you'd think that this would be an obvious choice, but surprisingly, Amanda Bynes doesn't play a bad Penny Lou Pingleton. I mean sure, she really can't sing at all and they use a ton of auto tune, but her acting is pretty damn good. However, I'm going to give this one to Ariana because despite that, she was still a way better all-rounder.<br />
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Amber Von Tussell - Brittany Snow v Dove Cameron</h4>
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When I heard that Dove Cameron was playing Amber in 'Hairspray Live', I was once again super excited. I've seen 'Liv and Maddie' and 'Descendants' and low key stalked her relationship with Ryan McCartan (which I'm super sad is over), so I was pretty up on her capabilities, so it's really no surprise that she killed it. I mean, Brittany Snow is fabulous and I love her, but Dove just upped the sass and crushed the vocals and really gave me no choice but to crown her as the ultimate Amber.<br />
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Corny Collins - James Marsden v Derek Hough</h4>
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To be honest, until I saw the live version, I didn't really realise how good James Marsden was at playing Corny Collins. I'm not saying Derek Hough was bad, because he certainly wasn't, it's just that Corny literally wasn't even on my radar while watching Hairspray Live, whereas in the movie, his one liners and allegiance with Tracy were some of my favourite parts. I mean Derek Hough danced and acted well enough, and while, try as he might, he's not exactly much of a singer, that wasn't really the reason I didn't pay him much attention. James Marsden just brought a certain charisma that wasn't too outrageously over the top that made Corny Collins awesome, so I really have to go with him on this one.<br />
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Prudence Pingleton - Allison Janney v Andrea Martin</h4>
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Little Inez - Taylor Parks v Shahadi Wright Joseph</h4>
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Again, this one is a pretty tough call. I remember back in the day being super blown away by Taylor Parks in the movie, and after rewatching it several times at the ripe old age of 18, I am still incredibly impressed. While watching Hairspray Live, I also thought Shahadi's Little Inez was great, however perhaps didn't have the same vocal and acting maturity as Taylor did in the film, which is understandable considering she's 3 years younger. So taking age in to account, I'm going to once again opt out of this one and just say it's a tie.<br />
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And that's basically everyone involved who's worth mentioning! According to my probably inaccurate maths, I'm pretty that's 7 all, which means that both casts tied, however I'm not that annoying, and am going to just come out and say that personally I prefer the movie version over 'Hairspray Live'. It's not everyday that a really good movie musical comes along, so when it does, you have to cherish it. Saying that, I am in no way insinuating that 'Hairspray Live' is bad, because I honestly really enjoyed it, but for some reason it just felt slightly more abridged than the film. However, interestingly enough, I often find live productions of 'Hairspray' to be a little bit lack luste (probably because I've been spoiled with a super amazing film version), and Hairspray Live certainly didn't fit into that category, so is still definitely worth checking out. Basically, what I'm trying to say is that Hairspray is awesome in every capacity, and that the 2007 film and 2016 live event should both be appreciated in their own right. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Hello again readers, and WELCOME TO 2017! Yes, I am super delayed in welcoming in the new year, but I plan to nip that in the bud, and take advantage of the fact that I'm no longer a high school student completing the HSC by posting a lot more frequently. To be honest, my plan was to kick off the new year with a round up of some of the best memes of 2016 (<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCD9o2w4p5Q" target="_blank">a la Dan Howell</a>), but I was literally so over everything that happened last year that I couldn't bring myself to write it (also I'm incredibly lazy, so there's that). Instead, I thought, why not immerse myself in the 2017 awards season right off the bat and critique some of the best and worst of the red carpet fashion at this year's Golden Globes? If you missed it, the show started off with literally one of the most epic openings ever, chock full of movie and TV show references courtesy of host Jimmy Fallon (<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XaldSt0lc8o" target="_blank">which you can watch here</a>), a contained a whole lot of heartfelt and crazy amazing celebrity speeches. However, I'm not talking about anything of substance today, because who wants to discuss what actors said or did when we can just judge them based on what they wore? My feminist self is compelled to include a disclaimer that I am obviously actually kidding. No, the real reason I'm talking about the fashion is because I'm trash and can't be bothered to do a full length round up, so you'll have to settle for this. Anyway, intro complete, here are my fashion picks . . .<br />
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Kristen Bell slayed so hard on the carpet at the Golden Globes this year that I can't even deal. Her dress kind of fuses 80's outerwear with funky modern evening wear, and while it's slightly unconventional, I have to say, it totally works. This black sparkly number is honestly goals, and despite the fact that she wasn't even nominated, Kristen really went above and beyond to steal the show. Massive kudos to her!<br />
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Can we all just take a moment to come to terms with the fact that Reese Witherspoon is 40? 40?!? I'm 18 years old and she literally looks younger than me! Honestly, how is that even possible? Anyway, I digress. She looked amazing at the Golden Globes, and not just because she looks 20 years younger than she actually is, but because she totally brought her A game to the carpet this year. Yellow is a hard colour to wear well, but she 100% nailed it by picking a sorbet-y shade and a dress that's cut is all kinds of cute. Plus, did I mention the woman doesn't age? All in all, a definite winner.<br />
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I would be lying if I said I knew who this woman is (even after a brief Google search), but what I do know is that Naomie was literal goals on this year's Golden Globes carpet. She obviously felt the need to dress thematically and look as much like an actual Golden Globe award as possible to compensate for the fact that she wasn't nominated for one, and that certainly paid off. She looks like an elegant, fiery mermaid and I absolutely love it. Hats off to Naomie!<br />
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I guess in some ways the pressure was on this year for Brie Larson, because in 2016 she not only slayed the awards season by winning a Golden Globe and an Oscar like it was no big deal, but her red carpet fashion game was equally as strong. However, I am pleased to say that in 2017, Brie has not let us down. She looked absolutely amazing, with a killer dress, 20's bombshell inspired hair and perfect make-up, I mean, what else could you ask for? Plus, I love that she literally didn't pose at all but just stood there and smiled, because she knew that she looked fabulous enough to drop the gimmick and stand and slay. Honestly, red carpet goals.<br />
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Emma Stone's fashion game is often on point, and the Golden Globes was absolutely no different. She looked so pretty and elegant and amazing that I once again cannot handle it, and I love that she low key dressed in keeping with her film 'La La Land''s title track 'City of Stars' (whether it was intentional or not). Her absolute slayage on the red carpet is totally complemented by the fact that she won the Golden Globe for Best Actress in a Musical or Comedy Film, so I'd pretty much say she stole the entire night. Overall, literal perfection.<br />
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I seriously don't even know where to begin. Sarah Jessica Parker, what the hell? Why are you wearing a wedding dress from an op-shop, and more importantly, why didn't you repair the fabric on the shoulders, which has obviously been ripped off? This look is a literal mess, and I'm sorry, but what is going on with your hair? At first I thought the only possible explanation was that it was some sort of Princess Leia reference to honour Carrie Fisher's memory, but apparently, it was an ode to the hairstyle her mother had on her wedding day. That makes absolutely no sense to me. Here's the thing Sarah Jessica Parker, 1) Your mother probably got married a super long time ago, which means you were always bound to look outdated and weird, and 2) What would posses you to recreate how your mother looked on her wedding day? That's kinda odd, and the Golden Globes is definitely not the setting, especially if you're a nominee and are therefore guaranteed screen time. I'm sorry, but I literally like nothing about this.<br />
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Remember how I said it's hard to pull off yellow? Well folks, here's a prime example of how not to wear it. I'm super sorry Natalie Portman because I know that you're hella talented, but this dress really just doesn't work. I read somewhere that it was apparently an ode to Jackie Kennedy, but if we've learned anything from the fashion disaster that was Sarah Jessica Parker's 2017 Golden Globes look, it's that paying homage to anything and anyone on the red carpet is usually not a good idea, even if you portrayed her in your most recent film. I understand that she's pregnant, and that finding fashionable maternity wear is a difficult feat, but this is not how to do it. An unflatteringly oversized, mustard yellow sack of a caftan is never a good idea, let alone a good choice to wear to an awards show. On the plus side, her hair and make up look super nice, but unfortunately that's not enough to save this look. Sorry Natalie, I'm sure you'll slay next time!<br />
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I am all for embracing inner youth and frivolity through fashion, but I'm sorry Felicity Jones, this is just a step too far. It's one thing to give off a youthful aura in what you choose to wear, however if you look like a 6 year old whose lost a fight against a cotton candy machine, then something's very wrong. That is unfortunately the case here. The dress is a strange mix between super young and sickeningly sweet due to the overwhelming pink tulle, and homely 16th century matron because of the relatively high neck and black detailing. Her hair and make-up are okay I guess, but to be honest I haven't really been given the opportunity to notice. Pretty much nothing goes, and it's all just too much. Better luck next time Felicity.<br />
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'The Crown' might've been a Golden Globes top contender this year, but Claire Foy's outfit choice certainly was not. This dress just makes me feel really sad and uncomfortable. She low key looks like she dresses up as a Disney princess for a living, but not a legit professional one, one of the dodgy copyright free rip offs you see in Times Square who've clearly purchased their costume from the closest $2 store. I have to say, kitting yourself from head to toe in sequins above the age of 8 is certainly a fashion risk, however not one that has paid off for her. The fact that it's that weird gross shade between pale pink and hot pink and has pirate-esque puffy sleeves really just makes things worse, and is really what tops off this cringe-worthy outfit. On the plus side, at least in this picture her horrible dress seems be making her strangely happy, so I guess to each their own.<br />
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And that's about all I have for you! Do you agree with my best and worst dressed candidates or think that I have no taste whatsoever? Whatever the answer, just try and overlook the fact that I've posted this literally over three weeks since the original awards show took place. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Hey hey blogosphere, welcome back! Given that the HSC is now officially dead and has been for some time, TV has become the predominant focus of my life as I covered pretty extensively in my <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2016/11/13-stages-of-tv-show-obsession.html" target="_blank">last post</a>. While I mainly waste away my hours tuning in to legit shows with a linear plot line, I do watch the occasional SNL episode every once in a while. Everyone ever always says that it's not as funny as it used to be and has gone down hill since it's hay-day, but honestly, I've always found it a bit hit and miss in terms of sketches. Sometimes they're super funny and relevant, and at other times cringe-worthy and weird. Well readers, get excited, because today, I'm going to save you the effort of watching countless skits on youtube and having to make your own decisions, and list for you some of the best sketches the new episodes of Saturday Night Live have to offer. In advance, you're totally welcome. Your lol-worthy material awaits . . .<br />
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I honestly didn't know how accurate this sketch was until I saw my first 'Real Housewives of Beverley Hills' episode a few weeks ago (which, may I just say, did not disappoint). To paraphrase Lizzie McGuire, Disney princesses are honestly what dreams are made of, and reality TV is the perfect blend of total trash and televisual gold, so to combine the two was always going to be amazing. If you want to witness a smack down between Cinderella and Rapunzel, be slayed by Prince Charming's sassy quips and hear all about Jasmine's affair with Iago the parrot, then I highly suggest you <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-2fnZfK9Lg" target="_blank">check it out immediately</a>.<br />
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This may actually just be one of my favourite videos ever created. And no, I'm not building it up too much. It's literally a song about the cast after party of a high school production of 'The Crucible', and lovingly makes fun of theatre kids and teenagers and musicals and it's just all too much I can't even deal. As an out and proud musical theatre geek who was actually in a high school production of 'The Crucible' this year, this music video was 100% right up my alley, however I guess if you're a home-schooled, 70 year old cynic whose never seen a musical in their life, then maybe this isn't the sketch for you. Regardless, in my opinion, it's absolutely amazing and you should <a href="https://vimeo.com/187538675" target="_blank">definitely give it a go</a>.<br />
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From the title, you can already tell this is a winner. Basically, in it, the SNL cast pretend to be awkward celebrity pairings auditioning for the movie. Have you ever wondered what Seth Rogen as Christian Grey and Tilda Swinton as Anastasia Steele would look like? Now's your chance to find out. The whole video's awkward and uncomfortable and honestly it's amazing. So please, I urge you, if you have a soul, <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHlpEbhNyh0" target="_blank">hop on over and take a look</a>.<br />
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Once again, this is perhaps one of my favourite videos on the internet, and also revolves around a high school drama performance. Perhaps there is a pattern in my interests? Who would've guessed. Anyway, this skit basically parodies every "alternative" teenager ever who wants to make a change and protect social issues such as animal welfare and gender discrimination *cough* low key me *cough*, and does this in the form of a dramatic piece called 'Mirror to America - A Reflection of You'. Basically, it's tumblr in a nutshell. The accuracy of this sketch is actually amazing, and even though it's kinda sorta making fun of people like me who are heavily in to breaking down societal norms (although I don't take myself seriously at all or dress like an emotionally damaged recluse), I'm totally into it and am able to simultaneously relate to the super passionate teens and heckling audience members. Honestly, it's everything, and you need to <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HPAtpAelwe4&t=8s" target="_blank">watch it right now</a>.<br />
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This was a segment on the most recent episode of SNL, and it is seriously the best. Literally every video with Kate McKinnon and Alec Baldwin as Hillary and Trump is the greatest, but this one has to take the cake with its epic popular culture references. Assuming that you're all alive and active participants in the western world, you should all be familiar with the Christmas classic 'Love Actually' (and if not, stop reading and go watch it because you're missing out). Remember that iconic scene when Keira Knightley's husband's best friend confesses his love to her using a series of massive flash cards? Well, SNL have recreated it for the holiday season, with 2016 presidential candidate Hillary Clinton (aka, Kate McKinnon). In it, she goes to members of the electoral college, and attempts to persuade to vote for anyone but Donald Trump on Monday the 19th (which sadly, in hindsight, we know didn't work). It's everything you could wish for in a video, and is something you <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBi5OgaojUs" target="_blank">must check out now</a>.<br />
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So that's about all I have in stall for y'all. Have a fun binge watch of all of these sketches, and keep in mind that there are heaps of other funny ones that have been made over the years for you to move on to once you've finished with this elite selection. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Hello readers, and welcome back! I have a very exciting announcement to make - the HSC is officially over and I am free to live my life without the burden of secondary study and can therefore post way more often than I have been! Today, I'm going to talk about a subject close to everyone's hearts - television. With all my newly obtained free time, I've been
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offer. This excessive binge watching in conjunction with my rather addictive personality has resulted in what was supposed to be a harmless pastime morphing into a hardcore obsession. So that got me thinking, where is the point of no return? When does entertainment dominate your whole life? That, ladies and gentlemen, is the case I have decided to crack for you today. So, without further ado, may I present to you the 13 stages you will go through on your way to total tele-visual obsession . . .<br />
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Did you know that the pictures and videos used in the 'Orange is the New Black' credits are of real life prisoners? And that Piper Kerman, the writer of the book whose story the show is based upon, also features in it? I do. Why? Because finding out these fun tid bits are what this first stage is all about. It's harmless, at first. But then you start getting hooked and want to know everything there is to possibly know about everything that goes on while the cameras are off. However, this is only the beginning. You can still turn back now.<br />
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You know you're about to get in deep when you want to check whether the connection between the characters on the show is genuine for the actors in real life or purely fictional. If they totally hate each other? There's hope for you yet. And if they don't? You're instantly propelled into the next stage of obsession.<br />
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If the cast interviews are on point, you are pretty much guaranteed to want to stalk them on every form of social media to know what's going on in their lives, and to see how much your new favourite cast hang out off set. Even if they never post, it's just nice to know that you'll be there...waiting...for if they ever do.<br />
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Not to brag, but filmography stalking is my specialty. This method is pretty much how I find every TV show and movie ever. Considering you now follow the cast members from your favourite new show on social media, it's pretty easy to find out what their other projects are. Honestly, I started watching 'Scream Queens' because it had Addie from 'Unfabulous', True from 'True Jackson VP', Cat from 'Victorious' and of course Rachel Berry from 'Glee', and now it's one of my go to programs. Television inspiring television is a truly beautiful thing. And let's face it, if your favourite characters alone are enough of a draw card, your dedication to the show they're originally from is getting pretty intense by this point.<br />
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Stage 5: You're Willing to Give Up Sleep to Fit More of the Show into your Day</h4>
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If you're binge watching your new go to show on Netflix, loving life, and then casually glance at your phone only to discover that it's actually 4:30am, you're in pretty deep. What's even worse is when after looking at the time, you're still not compelled to stop watching, because going to sleep would just mean you take more time away from watching the goings-on of your new fictional family.<br />
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Considering you've officially given up sleep and are totally inundated with your new favourite program 100% of the time, on the rare occasion that you actually do talk to other humans, all you will be able to talk about is the show. Whether it's intentional or not, it's all you will be able to think about. So when something comes up in conversation that even vaguely resembles a plot point or a line of dialogue, you'll just start rattling off facts and getting heavily into character analysis, while the normal people in the room will be totally confused and completely zone out. That's friendship.<br />
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Stage 7: Show Slang and Phrases Have Become a Part of your Vocabulary</h4>
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I knew when I casually started using <a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=HIMYM" target="_blank">HIMYM</a> terms such as 'revertigo' and 'woo girls', and saluting a rubbish bin whenever I saw the sign 'general waste' that there really wasn't any going back. Be prepared for no one to understand a word you're saying.<br />
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Stage 8: You have both Canon and Non-Canon Ships</h4>
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Shipping canon couples is just the beginning, but when your ships become non-canon? That's when things get real. I mean, it's easy to root for a couple that the show creators have already established for you, like for instance 'The OC's' Summer and Seth, but when you start to get creative and ship say Ryan and Seth, you've left the show's realms of fictional reality and entered into fictional fiction, which is a super hardcore layer of fandom.<br />
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Stage 9: You Read or Create Tumblr Conspiracies</h4>
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That realm of fictional fiction I was talking about with the non-canon ships? Times that by 30, and you've reached tumblr conspiracy theory level. They're actually the best, and stem from fans deconstructing their new go-to show, over-analysing everything, and forming connections that range from plausible to outrageous, and each are just as amazing as the next. I may or may not have posted a few 'Stranger Things' conspiracy theories myself (because seriously where is Eleven?!).<br />
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Stage 10: You have a Dance to the Theme Song</h4>
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Your commitment to the show is obvious when you realise just how much you need to know everything about it. Ordinarily, spoilers are a bad thing, but when the 30 second promo just isn't cutting it and you absolutely must find out exactly what is going down in the next episode, the show's wikia is your next pit stop. Sometimes it has spoilers about the next 5 episodes to come, and if the show is filmed in front of a live studio audience, you have first hand confirmation of the plot lines about to go down. Honestly, I'm not even kidding, Glee Wikia is still my home page despite the show having been off the air for a year. Obsessive habits die hard.<br />
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Stage 12: You Want to Name a Pet or a Child After a Character</h4>
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This next stage is characterised by the integration of fiction into your reality. If the characters in the show you are obsessing over are so phenomenal and profoundly impactful (let's pretend that's a word) that you want them to be a part of your own world, the least you can do is name your child - or fur child - after them.<br />
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The final stage involves the ultimate marrying together of fiction and reality, this being when a show means so much to you that you let it dictate your career choices with absolutely no regrets. As a youth, I'm not gonna lie, after binge watching 'Bones', I super wanted to become a forensic anthropologist despite the fact that I hated studying science. Why? Because TV made it look hella interesting. Of course, now I'm aiming for the way more realistic goal of making it on Broadway, but for some people, they never change their mind, and morph fiction and reality together forever.<br />
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So that's about it! If you are exhibiting any of these symptoms, then I hate to break it to you, but you are an addict and it's time to embrace it. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Annabel McConnachiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08403461115123328384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098230723902852368.post-9789162306507224892016-10-19T08:03:00.001-07:002016-10-19T22:06:26.624-07:00Stop "whingeing" and just do your job: Why this journalist needs to suck it up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello readers, and welcome back! As I've spoken about before, having just graduated from high school, I am now forced to undergo the hellish torture that is the HSC. The examinations commenced just under a week ago on Thursday the 13th of October, and in the first two days, everyone in the state of New South Wales was able to knock over 2 units of English. You'd think we'd all be elated and celebrating hard out, right? Wrong. Upon returning home from our exams, we all went online to find that "journalist" Rachel Corbett had posted an "opinion" piece (please take note of my sassy use of inverted commas) on News.com advising students to, and I quote, "stop whingeing (sic) and just do [their] HSC", before going on to individually target kids who have posted on Facebook's HSC Discussion Page 2016 (which is amazing by the way, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/hsc.discussion.2016/?fref=nf" target="_blank">you totally have to check it out if you already haven't</a>). At the time this article was released, of course I was furious, and my first instincts were to a) send her a string of handwritten complaint letters or b) furiously blog about it. However, in the end, I opted for neither of those options, as in response to the understandable backlash she received from students, parents and teachers alike, Rachel went MIA on all social media services, so I assumed that she was overwhelmed by the hate coming her way, and honestly, I didn't want to make her suicidal or anything. Well, any trepidation I had before has totally vanished, because today, she released a follow up article, in which she painted herself as the victim of supposed vicious online attacks from students. So now, in a fit of rage, I am comprehensively refuting the points she made in relation to our entire cohort in not one, but two articles, through the age-old medium of online blogging. So without further ado, here is my response...<br />
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I'm going to start by deconstructing <a href="http://www.news.com.au/lifestyle/parenting/school-life/stop-whingeing-and-just-do-your-hsc-why-these-kids-need-to-suck-it-up/news-story/8e4dc8de70bafcdf79b1cc9e3597e119" target="_blank">Rachel Corbett's first article</a>, which was originally titled 'Stop whingeing and just do your HSC: Why these kids need to suck it up' (get my reference in the title of this post now?), before being re-published as 'HSC 2016 Facebook group reveals some disturbing things' in her attempt to not only further shift the blame on to us, but to fix her misspelling of the word 'whinging' which was embarrassingly picked up by the same 17 and 18 year olds she was attempting to critique (irony is honestly an amazing thing).<br />
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She deems a female student "the whinger" after she wrote a post on the page talking about how students should receive counselling after enduring the "wrath of the HSC", should have an extra hour to complete the paper, and that teachers should be required to sit the HSC themselves before teaching the course. First of all, this post was not intended to be taken entirely seriously, which Rachel Corbett would have understood if she weren't, as she said, "out of touch" with the vernacular and humour of our generation. Secondly, the student actually brings up some good points, which of course Miss Corbett systematically attempted to shut down.<br />
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Rachel said that if a person needs couselling throughout their HSC that they're going to basically fail in life, which will be a "real wake up call" for them. Obviously she doesn't remember, but newsflash, the HSC is hella stressful. Not only because of the exams themselves, but because of the pressure put upon students throughout them, and the impact that they potentially have upon getting in to the university course you want, and ultimately, your career (or at least that's what teachers and adults make it out to be). So, at perhaps the most stressful time in a young adult's life when they have to endure hormonal changes, evolving friendships and relationships and the uncertainty of life after high school, we are also bombarded with a bunch of exams said to dictate our future, and depending on how cool your parents or teachers are, pressure both at school and at home to get a good result. I don't know about you, but I find all of this pretty intense and definitely see how this could negatively impact someone's mental health, and therefore don't think counselling is the most outrageous suggestion in the world, although Rachel Corbett would obviously disagree with me.<br />
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To the suggestion that students be given an extra hour to complete the exam, Rachel says that if we were given three extra hours, "people would still be complaining". Well actually no, no we wouldn't. According to the Advanced Healthcare Network, people aged between 18 and 25 can write about 33 memorised words per minute under exam conditions, meaning that in Paper 2 for example, students would produce three 1,320 word essays. However, considering that students are being asked to not only answer an unseen question, but refer to two or more texts, provide information regarding audience, purpose and context for each and include textual analysis using around 6 to 12 quotes per essay, this mere 1,320 word limit is simply not enough. My pre-prepared modules essays, for example, are all over 1,500 words in my attempt to cram a year's worth of content in to one exam, and that's without taking in to account my response to the question we get on the day. Therefore, this means that in the HSC, I am practically required to defy science. But, with an extra hour, I would have absolutely no need for complaint. So bam, Rachel Corbett. Try arguing with scientific evidence.<br />
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Finally, to the young girl's suggestion that teachers take the HSC before teaching the course, Corbett replied that "everyone who teaches HSC subjects HAS taken the exam" and that "that's how they ended up in the privileged position of teaching someone who thinks they're the only one who's ever been through it". First of all, tone it down, because that statement was unnecessarily sassy. And I'm sorry, but you know you're old when you're calling out those darn, narrow-minded youths for being too self oriented. We're not idiots, we do understand that our teachers have done the HSC or its fancy private school equivalent (*cough* international baccalaureate *cough*) back in the day, and I don't think this girl was for one second insinuating that our teachers are unqualified (or if she was, it was obviously a form of jest that you're once again too "out of touch" to pick up on). But, over the years, the HSC has changed pretty dramatically. There are new texts and new exam formats, the difficulty and ambiguity of which has increased over time. For instance, English paper 1 in the late 90's that Rachel Corbett herself would have completed (assuming she even did it) was much more straight forward, and only included one reading and comprehension text, a broad creative writing stimulus, and a straight forward essay question which students had 50 minutes to complete as opposed to the current 40. Assuming most of our teachers completed their HSC earlier than the late 90's, their exams would have been different again. Now, questions have become more specific, time allocations have changed, and frankly, creativity has been quashed, these changes being something teachers should experience first hand if teaching the course, in order to understand the plights and challenges of students today. Also, as proven by Rachel Corbett herself, the calibre of the HSC obviously wasn't as high as it is now, considering a woman in her 30's who completed the examination is unable to spell the word "whinging", and goes on to ask, "Is the HSC a punish?" as if it makes sense. <br />
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Her next target is a boy who she deems to be "the failed stuntman", who posted the photo below on the HSC Discussion Page with the caption 'How to get out of HSC 101: Break your wrist after the first exam ends by jumping off a moving car'.<br />
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Okay, number one, the fact that you call him a 'failed' stuntman implies that in order to be successful, he would've had to die and not merely injure himself. Just to be clear, are you advocating teen suicide? Because so far, it seems that you're against counselling and are rooting for this boy to jump off a moving vehicle and kill himself, just saying. Number two, if you honestly think that he deliberately did this with the intention of getting out of having to sit his HSC exams, you are honestly super dumb. Once again, you are making apparent the fact that you are "out of touch" with modern humour (or any type of humour for that matter) abundantly clear. He was making light of the outcome of his situation, which I personally think is a healthy thing to do, and it was pretty obvious to anyone with working brain cells that this was all a joke, so maybe get some perspective.<br />
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Rachel's next victims were the people who fell under the categories of "cheaters" or "pathetic trolls", as she stated that these included the students "stupid" enough to post using their "real name" on a "public page" asking questions such as 'How can I cheat on the HSC?' or creating memes and sending them to Board of Studies Director Tom Alegounarias. In addition to that, she provides teenagers with the oh so original platitude that "life isn't all about posting on Snapchat and hanging out with your mates". Salutes for captain obvious all round, because it's not like we haven't heard that one before. Criticising teenagers for their dependence on technology? It's the oldest trick in the book. And hey, at least we use our electronics to access the online dictionary and know how to spell. Regarding the "cheaters" and "pathetic trolls", I feel like I'm repeating myself a lot in this ranty excuse for a blog post, but these are jokes not intended to be taken seriously! No one is actually dumb enough to genuinely ask how to cheat during the HSC. Everyone is just stressed and overwhelmed, and making light of the lack of hope they are feeling by humorously suggesting that cheating is their only solution. But, I repeat, no one is actually walking in to the examination room with the intention of cheating (or at least, no one who is publicly posting about it online). And the memes being created by students? I have to say, they're pretty funny. I mean, I wouldn't expect you to get them Rachel Corbett since you're so "out of touch", but people who actually have a sense of humour are guaranteed to have a laugh. Plus, they celebrate what the page is all about - using the powers of the internet to share in one another's experience of the horror that is the HSC. Most adults have been saying how cool this is that we all get to share our opinions with each other, as they didn't get to do this when they were doing the HSC and had to suffer alone. But oh no, Rachel disagrees. She thinks that we shouldn't make fun of the completely ridiculous short stories that we're asked to analyse comparing boats to whale skeletons (<a href="http://www.boardofstudies.nsw.edu.au/hsc_exams/2016/exams/2016-hsc-english-p1-std-and-adv.pdf" target="_blank">honestly, read text two here for a lol</a>) and instead "suck it up" silently. Well I'm sorry, but no.<br />
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She ended her tirade by saying that the "whole reason the HSC is difficult is because it's the way we control competition for university placements", and that there is "nothing wrong with being asked to dedicate a couple of months of your life to preparing for an exam", before going on to highlight that the HSC is not "some kind of conspiracy cooked up by the establishment to break defenseless teenagers and make their life a misery", and finally ending with the kind words "Oh, and one more thing...grow up".<br />
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I agree with the fact that there is nothing wrong with taking the time to study for exams, and as a student who has been (despite not needing an ATAR for her future career aspiration might I add), I take offense to the immediate assumption that most people my age aren't. However, the difficulty of the HSC is not justified by its impact upon university placements, and in fact, that is perhaps the exam's largest flaw. Australian end of school exams are some of the hardest in the world, as there is nowhere near as much pressure placed upon America's SAT's or the UK's A Levels. Those are merely another set of yearly exams, whereas the HSC is the most important test an Australian student will ever take. In Asian countries, end of school exams have absolutely no impact upon university placement, as each university has their own set of entrance exams, which allows you to specialise in one particular area directly relevant to the course you are applying for. Therefore, instead of carrying subjects that you may not necessarily be good at to make up 10 units, or learning heaps of content that will never benefit you in the real world, you are only required to take one, highly relevant exam that matters. Plus, the idea that standardised testing has the ability to dictate a person's intellect, and from that, their entrance in to university is absurd, so while the HSC is not "cooked up" to "break defenceless teenagers and make their life a misery", it is certainly succeeding at it. Finally, I think the only person who needs to do some "grow[ing] up" is Rachel Corbett, considering she's the one who made a total fool of herself on national television and got evicted from Big Brother after 4 days, and now desperately attempts to regain attention by spending her time scrolling through and judging a bunch of teenagers who have their whole life ahead of them.<br />
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Understandably, I wasn't the only HSC student annoyed by Rachel Corbett's scathing critique of our generation, and so of course, the memes and attention of the HSC Discussion Group 2016 turned to her. Honestly, over the past few days, I have seen some good quality content, examples of which I have included below for your enjoyment: <br />
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Plus, the group managed to find some of Rachel Corbett's previous articles, which will seriously make you question her journalistic integrity (kidding, we already knew that was nonexistent), which I have also included below:<br />
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All of this also proves that our entire year group have put more effort
in to conducting research than she did into her "wasted" hour of
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This now brings us to <a href="http://www.news.com.au/lifestyle/parenting/school-life/rachel-corbett-i-never-expected-a-reaction-like-this/news-story/7a80cff312303a80cb5031ad2abeb6f8" target="_blank">her article released today</a> entitled 'I never expected a reaction like this'. First of all, really? I mean, you literally spent your entire opinion piece roasting a bunch of super stressed students with mountains of pent up frustration for roasting the Board of Studies, and then don't expect to be roasted in return? It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that chain of roasting out. In the article, Rachel basically talks about how she's received a lot of backlash for her original piece (understandably so), and basically goes on to highlight how much high school students suck for sending her "offensive garbage". Admittedly, some of the online trolling did include death threats and cancer jokes, and while this may be a step too far, there is absolutely no way that the threats being made were of a serious nature, but rather the intense reaction of disgruntled, enraged teenagers who felt that they had been wronged by an adult they hoped would be on their side during this time of extreme stress. However, amidst these overreactions, there have been a lot of genuine expressions of concern from students, parents and teachers (not unlike this one) that have been totally ignored, probably because Rachel Corbett has no idea how to respond to people who actually have a leg to stand on. She 'apologises' in the article for people's perceptions of her having "trivialised mental health issues" rather than apologising for actually trivialising them herself, once again placing the blame on everyone else for their misinterpretation of her apparently perfect article. She then goes on to criticise parents who have been contacting her to say that she has been "parading [her]self as a 17-year-old to gain access to a page for high school students", defending herself by stating that "the discussion page is public". Um, sorry to burst your bubble Rachel, but no it isn't. A handful of posts can be seen by the general public, but a user cannot fully access the page without asking to join it and being accepted by current members. So either Rachel did actually parade as a student to view the posts and write a scathing commentary incognito, or she didn't and only looked at the handful of posts publicly available to her and wrote a totally uninformed article about something she's never fully seen. Either way, it doesn't look good.<br />
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I think I've finally covered everything I've wanted to say. Thank you for sticking with me through this very long-winded rant, and I profusely apologise to any of my non-Australian readers who probably have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about. I think my biggest problem with Rachel's articles (aside from the fact that they're totally wrong) is that they were released during the HSC, meaning that on top of the stress us students are already forced to face, we have to be met with this brutal attack. But whatever, now that I've gotten my arguments out, I can totally forget about it. Just before I finish up, I wanted to wish everyone in Year 12 this year good luck for the rest of their exams, because guys, we've almost finished! Oh, and one more thing...Rachel Corbett...grow some journalistic integrity. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Hello and welcome back blogosphere! Although I'm a tad delayed, I thought that I'd take some time today to talk about the 2016 Emmy Awards. I have to say, even though I'm happy for everyone who was nominated and all that jazz, I'm pretty offended at the fact that the academy totally snubbed 'Orange is the New Black' and 'American Horror Story' this year. I mean, where is the logic? But anyway, I digress. I felt that it was time once again to unleash my inner fashion critic (which is ironic given my <a href="http://teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/2016/09/struggles-of-being-intersectional.html" target="_blank">previous post about feminism</a>), and talk about who in my opinion were some of the best and worst dressed celebrities at this year's red carpet. Introductory paragraph complete, here are my picks . . .<br />
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There's no denying that Emilia was slaying at this year's red carpet. The shape of her dress was ultra modern and cool, and everything was so simple and elegant that she really couldn't go wrong. She went with a very natural look, and although there perhaps could've been a pop of colour here or there, she honestly looks so good. Plus, she's pretty much goals anyway, so that helps.<br />
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I hear Priyanka Chopra's name thrown around quite a bit, but I'd be lying if I said I was familiar with any of her work. However, what I do know is that she killed it with her Emmy red carpet fashion choices. Red is always a fun way to make a statement, and Priyanka certainly did just that. Her dress is all kinds of awesome, and particularly in this photo, you can see how flowy and elegant it really is. Honestly, I couldn't fault her look.<br />
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Despite her show being unfairly snubbed (which I am obviously still not over), Laverne showed up and rocked the Emmys red carpet this year. She looks ultra glamorous, and literally dressed like an Emmy award despite the fact that 'Orange is the New Black' wasn't even nominated (have I mentioned that?). Her 1940's, old Hollywood inspired hair complements the super fabulous dress perfectly, and I'm getting so many Beyonce vibes I can't even deal. Overall, I'd say this is definitely a winner.<br />
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Viola Davis seriously brought her A game to the carpet this year. For starters, she's wearing my favourite colour, so how could you possibly go wrong? Secondly, the fit and flare style is super flattering, and the cool bodice detailing is really nice. Honestly, all I can say is despite the fact that she did not win the Emmy for Best Actress in a Drama Series for the second year in a row (which for the record, she totally should have), she killed it on the carpet and won herself a spot on my best dressed list (which is just as, if not more prestigous). Plus, she's mega talented and an amazing human, so I'm extra proud.<br />
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I wasn't expecting to like this dress as much as I do, but honestly, Kristin looks super amazing. The floral pattern screams autumn, which is very appropriate, and the plunge-neck, fit and flare style is all kinds of flattering. Her hair and make-up are also flawless and complement her outfit perfectly, so really what more could you want from a red carpet ensemble? All in all, a fabulous choice.<br />
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I honestly have no idea who Stacy London is, but from the looks of her dress, I'd say she's an under-payed Spotlight employee. It honestly looks as if she couldn't afford a real dress, so decided to steal random bits of mismatched fabrics and start hacking away at them herself, before haphazardly sewing the pieces together to create what can only be described as a 3rd grade textiles project. Her red carpet stance does not help matters at all, because the awkward leg does nothing but highlight the weirdly placed sheer material. The odd choker or neck tattoo or whatever it is just makes this whole ensemble look as if she's trying way too hard to go for a 'goth chic' look, but has instead achieved 'homemade hobo'. I'm sorry, but no.<br />
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Again, I have no clue who this is, but I know that Laura Carmichael needs some serious fashion guidance. This colour combination does nothing but scream 6 year old birthday party entertainer, and choosing to pair a floor length, tulle skirt with a tied, sleeveless top is never going to be a good look. The random gold clutch clashes with the yellow top, and just further highlights how stupid these colour choices really were. I'm all for taking fashion risks, but whatever happened here was not something that anyone should be proud of. Better luck next time Laura.<br />
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It pains me to do this because I think Amy Poehler's awesome, but I'm really sorry, this ensemble is just not good. Swamp green is not an easy colour to wear, and unfortunately, when used in a beaded floor-length skirt and poncho combination, it's even harder. This outfit honestly looks as if Amy has just crawled out of a lagoon, and that in the process, bits of algae and swamp matter stuck to her and she couldn't get them off in time for the Emmys. The dress is just baggy and shapeless and does not do Amy justice, and there is absolutely way too much fabric. On the plus side, her hair and make up are on point, but sadly this is not enough to salvage Amy's look. Hopefully you crush it on the next red carpet!<br />
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What even is this? I am super confused. I'm sorry Anna, you were cute and everything in the movie 'My Girl', but I just can't with this. She looks like a pastry, and not even one I'd want to eat. The colour totally washes her out and is super gross, the dress looks like its been inflated, the off the shoulder sleeves are really saggy, and the random cape makes literally no sense considering the dress is above the knee. Other than that, the shoes are okay, I guess. But please Anna, next time, wear literally anything else.<br />
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I love 'American Horror Story', I really do, but unfortunately Angela, the title of your show is apt in describing your Emmys ensemble. Bright yellow has to be done super well for me to even consider liking it on the red carpet, and honestly, this didn't even come close. The style of the dress kind of looks like one of the robes out of 'Star Wars', and the juxtaposition between the weirdly floppy sleeves and super tight midsection is just odd and not effective at all. Overall, I hate to say it, but this was a definite fashion mishap.<br />
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So that's about it y'all. I hope you've found my fashion taste interesting regardless of whether or not you think my opinions are wildly inaccurate, and that this post managed to be vaguely entertaining. If you completely disagree with everything I've said, feel free to let me know as harshly as you want in the comments section. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Hello readers, welcome back! As I mentioned previously, I have been rather busy this year with mountains and mountains of school work in preparation for my upcoming HSC examinations, but I've kinda sorta given up on stressing about them and instead decided to put some much needed time into posting again on here. So today, I thought I'd talk about a subject very close to my heart - feminism. Anyone who's had a conversation with me knows that I can talk gender politics until the cows come home (whenever that is), and love name checking feminist theorists like Judith Butler and Deborah Tannen whenever applicable (and to be honest, even when it isn't). However, that doesn't mean it's always easy. Yes, I am a proud feminist and love a good debate, but sometimes, even I have to admit that I find it challenging to apply all of the gender theories I come across into all aspects of my everyday life. So keeping this in mind, may I present to you, some of the struggles of being an <a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/women/womens-life/10572435/Intersectional-feminism.-What-the-hell-is-it-And-why-you-should-care.html" target="_blank">intersectional feminist</a> . . .<br />
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1. Lobbying for Equality for all Performances of Gender and Sexuality but being the poster child for Heteronormativity</h4>
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Yes, it sounds like I'm speaking a foreign language, but I promise you, it's all relatively simple. Gender theorist Judith Butler describes gender as being a performance and differentiates it completely from biological sex. Sex basically refers to your biology, and whether or not you have male or female reproductive organs, while gender is thrust upon us by society, for instance the notion that girls wear pink and are highly emotional and in need of saving, while boys wear blue, are completely stoic and act as heroic protectors - all of these being the gender norms we've all become pretty accustomed to. Butler however would argue that if a a man were to wear pink and be super emotionally expressive, he would be performing traditional elements of femininity. The same goes for sexuality.<br />
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As you have probably guessed, I am all for equality with regard to the way men and women perform gender. If a guy wants to wear a dress and cry over romantic comedies? That's totally fine. And if a girl wants to wear a suit and monosyllabically grunt at everyone? That's also super cool. And I am all for everyone being able to express who they truly are no matter where they fall upon the LGBTQIA+ spectrum, because I am super duper accepting and am a massive advocate for equality. But me? I am a typical, privileged, middle class, heterosexual white girl. My favourite colour is pink, I'm easily excitable, I wear nothing but skirts and dresses and am not into dating girls. I am literally a walking cliche. And yes, I have to admit, I feel pretty hypocritical. I know that being anything but who I am just to try and transcend this stupid gender binary and perform elements of masculinity to make a statement would totally defeat the purpose, but I can't help but feel bad for embodying everything that I am also simultaneously critiquing. Ugh. <br />
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2. Promoting Female and Male Empowerment but being a sucker for flawed Disney fairytales and Romantic Comedies </h4>
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I'm probably going to say it a lot throughout this post, but just to be clear, gender equality is something I fully support and fight hard to achieve. I think that both women and men should be able act however they want and are totally capable of being successful and independent in all aspects of their life without the helping hand of their significant other, however, I also appreciate a wide variety of films. Disney fairytales are absolute classics, there is no denying that. Watching Cinderella find her Prince Charming or Ariel get hitched to Prince Eric is satisfying every time, and while it may not do anything to break down traditional gender roles or defy the heteronormative, patriarchal construct of marriage, it will certainly brighten your afternoon. And it's the same with a good rom com. They always follow the same formula - girl meets guy, guy tries to pursue her, girl tries to fight it, girl and guy eventually end up falling in love and living happily ever after. Again, while these films are cliche and play into gender steretypes, they are super entertaining. And no, absolutely none of the movies mentioned within these genres would pass <a href="http://bechdeltest.com/" target="_blank">the Bechdel test</a> in any way, shape or form, but there's no denying that they're heaps of fun to watch, and no matter how hard you try to fight it, will always secretly be a representation of how you want your life to turn out.<br />
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3. Opposing the Objectification of Women or Men but also being in to Fashion and Make-Up</h4>
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I absolutely hate the objectification of both women and men that occurs in the media, and how it creates for everybody unhealthy standards of beauty that they feel they need to live up to, not to mention it renders the complexities of a person irrelevant and forces people to merely focus on a person's physical attributes. This is super wrong, I know that, but at every single red carpet event, I can't help but be brutally honest and comment on everyone's fashion (as you've probably noticed if you've ever read this blog before). Do I feel bad about it and super hypocritical? Yes, yes I do. But that doesn't mean I'm going to stop. It's exactly the same with make up. I believe in a person's right to wear as much or as little make up as they want, and in theory, I know that cosmetics are kind of stupid anyway. I mean, why would you create a bunch of products to go over features you already have to hide all your supposed facial flaws? And the only reason we think we have flaws is because the media has told us we do. So yes, I get that it's a little bit of a scam, but saying that, I still pretty much never leave the house without it on, and spend quite a significant amount of my time on Youtube watching make-up tutorials and stalking Mecca Maxima's website (which I highly recommend, by the way), pretty much just because it's a fun thing to do.<br />
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4. Hating when People use Gender Specific Terms Haphazardly but also Doing it Yourself</h4>
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Saying he or she? That's totally fine. But for instance, if you're hearing a description of someone, and they play a sport or are into cars and you instantly say, "oh, what's HE like?", that's when I get a bit annoyed (especially if they inadvertently guess correctly). The same goes for when a person talks about their significant other, and your automatic assumption is that they're dating someone of the opposite sex. Assuming a person's sex based on their interests or sexuality because it's what you've become most accustomed to is super not cool, and just proves how much social norms have had an impact on our speech patterns. But saying this, I have certainly done it myself more than once. It's hard, okay. We've been bred to speak a certain way by generations of people whose views and ideologies have been constructed by patriarchal societies, and while I have certainly become very conscious of it, it's kind of difficult to police everything you say, and eradicate all assumptions you have. I always try my best, but occasionally I'm going to slip up, and when I do, I'm met with an onslaught of people satirically being like "but isn't gender a construct? did you just assume my gender?". Needless to say, I get pretty frustrated, and to be honest, I don't even know who with.<br />
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And that's about all I have for you folks. Yes, being an intersectional feminist is confusing and I feel like I'm a massive hypocrite most of the time, but I'm just going to keep performing gender the way I want to and accept the fact that I am a complicated, super contradictory person and get on with my life. Because at the end of the day, I'm pretty down with equality, and that should be all that matters...right? Til' next time . . .<br />
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Annabel xxAnnabel McConnachiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08403461115123328384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098230723902852368.post-60344923223960749232016-09-25T09:02:00.001-07:002016-09-26T02:20:02.026-07:00A Comprehensive Guide to High School Graduation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After many many months, hello again blogosphere! Yes, I've been super MIA recently dealing with my final year of school and all, but I'm super excited to announce that I have FINALLY GRADUATED FROM HIGH SCHOOL! It's pretty crazy and I can't quite believe it, but as of Wednesday the 21st of September, I have been free from the confines of secondary education. Sure, I have the HSC coming up in less than three weeks and a bunch of holiday study workshops, but never again do I have to wear my uniform, refrain from doing my nails or wearing make up (not that I really ever did), or be treated like a child slave with no rights. To celebrate the momentous occasion and perhaps give everyone who is yet to finish high school a run down of what to expect, I have decided to guide you all through what went down on graduation day with as much media as possible. So without further ado, here is my comprehensive break down . . .<br />
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The last day of school will start off pretty chaotically. Everyone will rebel and do whatever they want, and wreak as much havoc as they can in a last ditch effort to leave their mark on the school and challenge the system.<br />
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But eventually, the teachers will manage to gain some semblance of control and gather you all together for one last time, meaning that you're all just sitting there with extreme pent up energy and no way of releasing it.<br />
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This is followed by an onslaught of emotional speeches and anecdotes from teachers and student leaders, the good ones leaving your overly energised and emotionally conflicted self watching on like:<br />
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While the cheesy, unoriginal and uninspired ones allow you to get in touch with your (not so) inner cynic, and remind you how much you actually want to leave high school.<br />
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Then comes the hella nostalgic graduation slideshow (or in our case, epic mockumentary style video) that is guaranteed to hit you in the feels at least once, once again leaving you confused and overwhelmed.<br />
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Your school then won't care that you're in a state of emotional turmoil, because all of this will most likely be followed by everyone light-heartedly dancing to either Vitamin C's 'Graduation (Friends Forever)', Alice Cooper's 'School's Out', or if your graduation happens to fall on September 21st as ours did, Earth Wind and Fire's 'September'. So of course, you'll plaster a fake smile on your face and dance through the pain.<br />
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It's once again time to suppress everything you're feeling, as graduation certificates - and if traditional methods of academic testing are your thing - merit awards, are ceremoniously given out. The people receiving awards walk across the stage like:<br />
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And bam, just like that, 13 years of schooling are over. Luckily, I vlogged the whole day, and in addition to that, celebrated the fact that I was graduating by replicating a bunch of iconic teen movie moments at my high school while I still had the chance, all of which I will be posting on my Youtube channel (<a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrCMPSx5zbqUyd1WKGgqatg" target="_blank">which you can check out here</a> - you gotta love that cheeky self promotion). And now, it's done. I mean sure, in literally 7 hours I will be back at school from 9 till 3, so it doesn't really feel like much has changed, but I think that I'll slowly start to morph into a real life person. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Readers, hello and welcome back! Okay, I know I am actually the worst person ever. It's been like 3and a bit months since I last posted anything, but unfortunately the majority of 2016 will be filled with preparations for that pesky HSC coming up in October (and if you're not Australian and have no idea what that is, I heavily envy you). Since we've last chatted, I've completed two exam blocks, a whole bunch of assessment tasks, and have slowly lost the will to live. But, even amidst all of this horror, the one thing that keeps me slightly sane is my collection of Broadway musical bootlegs I have on my hard drive. Whenever I'm feeling ridiculously stressed or borderline homicidal, I simply procrastinate by watching a musical or two, and although it does nothing for my grades, its probably the reason I haven't yet been institutionalised. Instead of being selfish and keeping them all to myself, I have decided to share with you all my comprehensive A-Z list of 26 of my favourite musicals, and hopefully they'll provide for you the same distraction they have been providing for me. However, as to not bombard you (and to save myself from writing a crazily massive post), I'm going to do this in installments. So, without further ado, here are A to G of my top picks . . .<br />
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Okay, although this isn't strictly speaking a musical seeing as it has never been performed live, all of the music in the film is composed by Stephen Schwartz and Alan Menken, both of whom are seasoned Broadway veterans, so it still counts. If you haven't seen this film, there is something seriously lacking in your life. Yes, it is a Disney movie, but no, it does not mean that once you turn 7 you no longer find it enjoyable. I kid you not, this film is actually amazing. The songs are fun and amazing, the storyline is super cute, and the cast is actually the best. Plus, did I mention that original Elphaba herself, Idina Menzel, has a supporting role? If you're not yet lured, there's actually something wrong with you, and there's nothing more I can do.<br />
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I guess the bragging continues, because once again, I was able to see this musical live. And yes, it was amazing. Based on the 1949 film 'Kind Hearts and Coronets', the show revolves around Monty Navarro, who after his mother's death, discovers that he is a part of the D'Ysquith dynasty, and is ninth in line to be the Earl of Highhurst. Naturally, to ascend to the throne, Monty goes about systematically killing off all of the relatives in his way in what I describe as a musical, comedic version of 'Macbeth'. It's super funny and really clever, and did I mention it won Best Musical at the 2014 Tony Awards? Needless to say, it's a definite must-see.<br />
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If you've had a browse through Teenage Fanatic before, you would know of my mild (crazily heavy) obsession with this fabulous Off-Broadway musical. Based on the 80's black comedy film, the show follows outcast Veronica Sawyer, who manages to crack a spot in the elite clique of 'Heathers' who dominate the high school food chain. Drama, comedy and murder ensue when she meets new student J.D, and the two end up killing off a bunch of their classmates. If that's not an enticing synopsis, then I don't know what is. Seriously though, this musical is amazing. The music's fab, the writing's the best, and the cast are super duper talented - a winning combination. Legit, go watch the bootleg right now.<br />
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Okay, so because H was a ridiculous decision, I decided I'd give you guys a bonus musical to go check out. If you haven't heard of 'Hamilton', you have literally been in hiding for the past 12 months. Written and starring musical theatre legend Lin Manuel-Miranda, 'Hamilton' is a rap musical about America's founding fathers. That's literally all you need to know. I can't stress to you enough how amazing this show is, and it is 100% going to win Best Musical at this year's Tony Awards (you heard it here first!). So I urge you, if you're able to find a bootleg, watch it immediately. Or if not, just put the soundtrack on repeat.<br />
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So that's all folks for the first installment. Hopefully you have enough musicals to binge-watch these holidays, and before you know it, I to Q will be up and ready for your reading pleasure. Once again, sorry about my massive, ridiculous delay in posting, blame the Board of Studies. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Hello blogosphere and welcome to the new year! Yes, I am aware that we're already 18 days in, but better late than never, right? To kick off 2016, I've decided to once again unleash my inner fashionista and critique some of the fashion do's and don'ts at this year's Golden Globes. If you didn't catch it on TV, you definitely should, because it was one hell of a night full of controversial jokes from the one and only Ricky Gervais, auto-cue mishaps and <a href="http://www.usmagazine.com/celebrity-news/news/leonardo-dicaprio-on-lady-gaga-golden-globes-reaction-it-was-funny-w161744" target="_blank">awkward side eye from Leonardo DiCaprio</a>. The whole show was pretty fun, but let's face it, the only thing we're probably going to remember in a few months is who wore what. So without further ado, here's what went down . . .<br />
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Yes, I only know who she is because she's married to Channing Tatum and was sliced up in 'American Horror Story: Asylum', but nevertheless, she looked fabulous at the Golden Globes. The dress is super fun and sparkly, and let's face it, who doesn't want to make a dramatic ball gown statement on the red carpet? She seriously looks like a grown up Disney princess, I absolutely love it. </div>
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Greetings readers! This is officially the last time you will hear from me in 2015, seeing as the new year is fast approaching. I apologise for my severe lack of posting this year, which will only get worse until October, but I promise once I get this pesky HSC over and done with you won't be able to get rid of me. Anyway, on to more exciting news, 2016 is almost here! I'm pretty pumped, and you should all be too. However, before we officially so goodbye to 2015, I say we should give it a send-off by commemorating some of the most memorable moments we've all experienced over the past 12 months. Without further ado, here is the year at a glance . . .<br />
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I don't even know why, but wrestler John Cena is literally everywhere on the internet right now. Maybe it's because he was in 'Trainwreck', or maybe he's just heavily meme-able? Whatever it is, I have no idea. </div>
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If you haven't heard about the conspiracy surrounding Poot Lovato, then you are simply not living. While non-believers say that the photo below is simply a picture of Demi Lovato from a weird angle in bad lighting, others are saying that it is actually her long lost twin, Poot Lovato, who has been locked in a basement for her entire life, and the photo shown is actually her first time seeing the light of day. It is actually hilarious and one of my favourite things ever.</div>
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And that's the end of the post. Hopefully you enjoyed this rather epic throwback Thursday, and delve in to 2016 having sufficiently waved goodbye to the past twelve months. Oh, and one more thing y'all, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Catch you all in 2016. Til' next time . . .</div>
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Hello once again blogosphere! I know, I am a super terrible human. I have been majorly slack with updating as of late, but have no fear, I'm still alive. I've just completed my first term of Year 12, which means the past few months for me have been spent stressing, completing assignments and studying like a maniac. Of course, there are three more terms to come in 2016 which will be even worse, but for the next 6 or 7 weeks, I can be fully dedicated to Teenage Fanatic. To help get though the stresses of their senior year, there's always one place any adolescent can turn - the neatly packaged life lessons contained within a satisfying teen movie. Come on, let's be honest, we all love them. They're 90 minutes of cheesy, predictable high school drama and they definitely shouldn't be anything more. The problem is, after watching each of the teen classics for the 20th time, it takes a little more than Judd Nelson's victorious air punch or Ferris Bueller's sporadic musical stylings to keep you motivated, however all hope is not lost. Once you've powered through the super popular flicks, there are always more obscure movies to binge watch right around the corner. So without further ado, I present to you the best underrated teen movies you've probably never heard of . . .<br />
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1. Don't Tell Mum the Babysitter's Dead (1991)</h4>
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As the title certainly suggests, high school student Sue Ellen is forced to join the work force and earn money for her family in this 90's film when their elderly babysitter drops dead, and instead of alerting their parents (who are on an extended vacation in Australia), the kids take matters into their own hands. It's not exactly super obscure, but in terms of my generation, it's not exactly well known. The plot is of course totally predictable, but that just adds to the fun. There's comedy, romance, and some pretty funky fashion, what else could one wish for?</div>
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2. Bart Got A Room (2008)</h4>
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This film, pretty much no one has heard of, so if you're lucky enough to get your hands on a copy (in any way you can, I don't judge), I suggest you take the time to watch it. Basically, the plot revolves around high school senior Danny who needs a date for the upcoming prom. The pressure's on when he discovers that even Bart, the most unpopular guy in school, has managed to not only find a girl to go with him, but has even booked a room for them to spend the night in (and I'll let you fill in the blanks as to what ensues from there). It's super quirky and doesn't take itself too seriously (especially for an indie film), and is sure to totally satisfy your teen movie needs. </div>
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3. The Rocker (2008)</h4>
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This flick, which is surprisingly underrated, is very 'School of Rock'-esque. It's about Robert 'Fish' Fisherman, a drummer for the 80's band 'Vesuvius', who upon being kicked out by his fellow band members, joins his nephew's band and hits the road with a bunch of high school students. Once again, the plot is definitely predictable, but it shouldn't be any other way. The movie is super entertaining, and frankly, I'm surprised it isn't more popular, but nevertheless you should give it a shot. </div>
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4. Lucas (1986)</h4>
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Considering the 80's was jam packed with classic teen flicks, I guess 'Lucas' just got a bit lost in the bunch, and therefore wasn't overwhelmingly popular. However, it totally should've been. The movie focusses on nerdy 14 year old Lucas Bly who attempts to woo Maggie, an older girl who moves in to town. Obviously, they don't get together because that would be creepy, but the movie's super sweet and funny, and is 100% worth a watch. </div>
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5. Submarine (2010)</h4>
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This movie is the absolute epitome of quirkiness. It almost feels like a foreign film, but its surprisingly distributed by US and UK companies, and you know, is of course in English. It's kind of hard to explain, but it basically follows high school student Oliver through random events in his life, including the beginning of his first, super weird relationship, and the marital issues of his parents. Of course I'm making it sound super dramatic, but trust me when I say it's not. It's just odd, in the best way. I don't think it was ever intended to appeal to a super large audience, hence the fact that it's underrated, but you should definitely give it a go. </div>
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6. Teen Witch (1989)</h4>
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I actually cannot stress how much I love this movie. Is it lame? Absolutely. But that's what makes it so wonderfully entertaining. It's about Louise, a nerdy high school student who learns from her psychic that she has magical abilities that will begin to appear on her 16th birthday. I mean, how can this movie not be amazing? It really is the ultimate teen flick, and I highly suggest you check it out when you get the chance. </div>
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7. The To Do List (2013)</h4>
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This movie is amazing, that's all there is to it. Set in 1993 (because why not?), the flick is all about high school valedictorian Brandy, who upon graduating decides that she needs to shed her uptight image, deciding to create a list of things she never did in school that she wants to achieve before college starts. Already, the premise is great, but the actual film is so much better. It's super, super funny and does not take itself seriously at all. I dare you not to like this movie. </div>
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8. Detention (2011)</h4>
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Not gonna lie, this film is pretty weird. The plot is crazy, the transitions between scenes is super abrupt, and the humour is pretty dark, but I am definitely a fan. I watched this when it first came out in 2011 (although not at the movies because it wasn't even released here in Australia). At the young age of 13, I was pretty scared prior to watching this film considering it's in the horror comedy genre, but I'm pretty sure this is when I started to appreciate black comedy. The movie revolves around outcast Shanley Caswell and hipster Clapton Davis at Grizzly Lake High School, in which the students are being hunted down by serial killer Cinderhella. As if you're not already lured? The film gets pretty weird, and delves in to all sorts of alternate universes, but as long as you're paying attention, this movie is definitely a winner. </div>
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What could possibly be better than a religious satire set in an uptight, super Christian high school? Literally nothing. This movie is about Mary, a rather religious teenager who does the deed with her boyfriend in order to prevent him from being gay, thinking it's a part of Jesus' plan, however as a result, ends up pregnant. The premise pretty much sells itself, and seeing Mandy Moore play a psycho religious nutter is not something to be missed. Plus, it just so happens to be on Netflix in the indie section, so check it out ASAP!</div>
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Not gonna lie, this movie isn't exactly a comedy. Sure, there are light-hearted moments, but this film is more of an exposé revealing the inner workings of the teen psyche. The movie focuses on Sutter and Amy, two high school seniors with completely different views on life after school, who decide to enter in to a relationship. It's not actually that predictable, and is very much an indie film. Basically, what I'm trying to say is I highly suggest you give it a go. </div>
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I'm actually surprised that this film isn't mainstream considering its pretty stellar cast, but today, that's all about to change. It revolves around a small town in Ohio, and how everyone is preparing to welcome home movie star Roxy Carmichael, focussing specifically on her old flame Denton and troubled teen Dinky, who believes that Roxy is her birth mother. It's a little bit strange, not gonna lie, but since when has that been a problem? It's entertaining, a little bit angsty, and has a fun makeover scene - that is literally the formula for a great teen movie right there!</div>
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This movie isn't exactly unheard of, but it certainly isn't prolific either. 'Project X' is about high school student Thomas, who upon turning 17, decides to throw a massive party while his parents are away in an attempt to eradicate his anonymity. It's a bit like 'Superbad' and '21 and Over' being that all of the events of this crazy party take place in one night, but the film kind of takes a slightly more subtle approach. One of Thomas's friends is documenting the whole party on camera, which is what the audience is pretending they are watching as opposed to an actual feature film. The lack of a soundtrack kind of highlights some of the awkwardness that actually does ensue at these ragers, and the film itself is definitely worth checking out. </div>
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I've come across one or two people in my travels who have seen this movie, but considering it has the makings of being a super popular teen flick, I'm surprised it hasn't become a household name. The movie is about high school student Berke, who upon being dumped by his girlfriend Allison joins the school play, a musical version of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream', in order to win back her heart. Of course the film itself is actually based on the renowned Shakespearean comedy, giving a little self-reflexive nod to its premise. It's pretty wacky, but it's also super entertaining and worth your time. </div>
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If you've hopped on to Teenage Fanatic in the past, you may be able to recall that I've spoken about this movie before, however aside from me, weirdly, not that many people have heard of it. So of course, I've included it on this list to hopefully rectify that. The film is about a group of mean high school girls who are accidentally responsible for murdering their friend on her 17th birthday by making her choke on a jawbreaker. It's obviously a black comedy, and may seem a tad callous to the faint of heart, but don't worry, the main perpetrator predictably gets her comeuppance in the end, so all is good. It's funny, satisfying, and not too taxing on the brain - a perfect teen movie combination!</div>
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This isn't exactly I guess what everyone would classify as a 'teen movie', but is rather a really good film that just so happens to be about teenagers. Nevertheless, it is totally underrated and 100% worth watching. It's about two neo-cool high school girls named Enid and Rebecca, whose friendship totally changes just before they graduate high school. I have to admit, I did a terrible job of summarising the plot, but it's really good I swear. Like good enough to garner a bunch of Academy Award nominations. It was highly praised by critics (as it should be), however was never particularly popular with the public. So I suggest you try and fix that and watch this movie ASAP!</div>
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If you love 'Freaky Friday', this movie is certainly right up your alley. It's all about next door neighbours and adversaries Nell and Woody, who whilst bickering at a field trip, are cursed by an ancient Incan spell and awake the next day to find that they've switched bodies. Of course it's super horrible because they absolutely hate each other, and are at opposite ends of the high school food chain, but as with any romantic teen movie, I think we can all take a guess at how it ends. Yes, it's totally predictable, but once again, how disappointing would it be if it weren't? It's super entertaining, corny enough to be fun, and absolutely worthy of watching. </div>
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So that pretty much concludes this rather extensive post. Hopefully my large list will help make up for the fact that I've been a bit MIA lately, and help you find some new and exciting teen movies to binge watch over the Christmas break. I suggest you all get to work right now, and enjoy every second of the cliche awesomeness you're about to have the pleasure of viewing. Til' next time . . .</div>
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Hello readers! In an attempt to make up for my major lack of posting recently, I'm going to try and power through November. Assuming you own a television, it's only natural that you've stumbled across the new hit horror comedy 'Scream Queens'. Not gonna lie, it's pretty great. It revolves around a bunch of sorority girls who are being hunted down one by one by a serial killer in a red devil costume. Obviously, the premise sounds intriguing already, but just to win you guys over and make sure that you give it a go, I'm going to list 5 reasons why this is the next show that is sure take over your whole life. Intro complete, let's get down to business . . .<br />
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It's a well known fact that everyone loves a good horror comedy, but this is so much more than that. 'Scream Queens' manages to be a parody of horror cliches, while also being a horror show itself. Super contradictory, right? Well, you'd think so, but it actually works super well. It's very self aware, and manages to succumb to horror tropes in a way that finds the midpoint between 'Scream' and 'Scary Movie'. It's not so scary that you'll be frightened away, but also not too much like a parody that it gets lame and stupid. The perfect balance between the two is already enough to lure you in, but the show also happens to be jam packed with satirical references to some young people in modern society. What more could you want?<br />
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Not very often does a show become a massive hit before the first episode has aired, yet 'Scream Queens' managed to be an exception. This may be because fans have placed total trust in Ryan Murphy, which is probably a factor, but I'd say you could probably chalk most of it up to the cast. Not going to lie, it's pretty amazing. Almost everyone in the show is famous already, and even if they aren't they're relatives certainly are *cough* <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billie_Lourd#Filmography" target="_blank">Billie Lourd</a> *cough*. I'm not even kidding, the show is headlined by none other than original scream queen Jamie Lee Curtis, Emma Roberts of AHS (and literally everything else ever), 'Glee' alum Lea Michele, oscar nominee Abigail Breslin of 'Little Miss Sunshine', 'Nashville's' Oliver Hudson, Keke Palmer from 'True Jackson VP', The DUFF's Skylar Samuels, Diego Boneta of 'Rock of Ages', and not to mention special guest stars Nick Jonas and Ariana Grande. It's seriously crazy how many big names Ryan was able to pull!<br />
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Even though the show mainly acts as a horror parody, the mystery is still very much alive. Despite the whole show being exaggerated and hilarious, as each episode draws to a close, the question of who the red devil is still manages to trump all. How can comedy and intrigue possibly meld together? It's all just a part of the magic of 'Scream Queens'. But of course, the mystery doesn't just stop there. I mean, who's the baby in the bathtub? What's with Nick Jonas? How are the girls' parents (apart from Grace's dad) allowing them to stay at Kappa Kappa Tau no questions asked? We're all dying to know.<br />
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Annabel McConnachiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08403461115123328384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9098230723902852368.post-48404625782616551292015-10-21T17:17:00.000-07:002015-10-21T17:17:54.394-07:0010 Struggles of an ENFP<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Blogosphere, I greet you once more! Sorry for the horrendous delay, things have been a little hectic lately. Exciting news, I spent the most recent holidays in New York which was amazing (and which I totally plan on bragging all about in future posts), and now I'm back at school, I've officially started Year 12, how crazy is that? I don't even know what is happening. Anyway, to effectively push that as far out of my mind as possible, today I bring you a post based on the fairly recent '<a href="http://www.16personalities.com/" target="_blank">16 Personalities</a>' test that has been flooding the internet. It's kind of scarily accurate, and after taking the test, I got ENFP. Apparently I'm called 'The Campaigner', and according to my acronym, I'm Extroverted, Intuitive, a Thinker, Prospective and Assertive. Is that good? I have no idea, but I think it pretty much sums me up. To add to the fun, based on these personality types there is a whole explanation of different traits, so inspired by a post by <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/heidi-priebe/2014/09/25-struggles-only-enfps-will-understand/" target="_blank">Thought Catalog</a>, I've decided to list some of the struggles that I share with my fellow ENFP's. So without further ado, here they all are . . .<br />
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1. Getting really Pumped from Socialising but Hating Superficial Conversations</h4>
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Don't get me wrong, I seriously love social interaction the majority of the time, but sometimes I just can't be bothered. Talking to people gets me super hyped up and energised, but when conversations turn meaningless and superficial, it just takes so much effort to be apart of them. I mean, why can't I talk about the meaning of life and express my philosophical musings while doing some hardcore karaoke?<br />
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2. Being Motivated to Do Things but Also Wanting to Stay Home and Do Nothing</h4>
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Like seriously, there are times when I get ridiculously psyched to go out and do stuff with my life and ponder becoming Prime Minister or something, but then there's Netflix. Enough said. </div>
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3. Having so many Amazing Ideas that will Forever Remain Half Finished</h4>
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I have written half a musical, 75% of 3 novels, started to create 4 of my own businesses, and planned about 15 extravagant events that have never come to be. Why? Because I need to let my creativity out in some way, otherwise it gets weird in here. </div>
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4. Contradicting Yourself because you legit see Different Sides of the Same Situation</h4>
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I have so many conflicting ideas, because truth be told, I can see most situations from lots of different people's perspectives and don't know which one is most correct or which one to adopt for myself. So basically there's just a constant internal debate going on inside my mind, and believe me when I say it gets strange in here. </div>
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5. Being Super Creative and Productive the Day Something is Due</h4>
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The prospect of work is never fun, however ENFP's will often find something to get excited about and start freaking out over it. However, this spark of creativity is most likely to hit you the day your assessment is due, which means you have at least a good hour of solid, productive work before you have to hand it in. </div>
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6. Having People Think You're Stupid Because You're Super Optimistic and Upbeat</h4>
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7. Taking on More Than you Can Probably Handle and Then Making Sure you Can out of Stubbornness</h4>
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8. Needing to Spend Way More Time Alone Than other Extroverts</h4>
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People and socialisation is great and everything, but I really do need time to just go home, hide in my own personal cave, do some blogging, watch some Netflix, and hide myself from the world. Maybe it's because I'm an only child, maybe it's just a me thing, but in the words of that wise, young Mexican girl, por que no los dos? </div>
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So there you have it, a list of all the strange little idiosyncrasies us ENFP's share. If you have to endure any of these struggles, welcome to the club, and if you don't, well I'm sure you have some (lamer) struggles of your own. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, I suggest you go and take the test for yourself, because it's pretty spot on. Til' next time . . .<br />
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Annabel xx</div>
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Hello again readers! I'm back, which is sure to excite many of you, and am ready to supply you with some pretty harsh critique. Yes, you know what's coming. Today, I'm going to unleash my inner fashion guru and be ruthless in my judgement of some of the best and worst outfits at this year's Teen Choice Awards. So get pumped and be prepared for some vaguely offensive comments. Intro complete, here are my choices . . .<br />
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Believe it or not, this is a totally bias free zone. I don't even have to play favourites, because Lea Michele looked super amazing at the awards this year. Her dress was pretty and young, and her hair was definitely on point. I honestly can't fault the look, she really went all out. </div>
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I seriously love this ensemble, and for totally different reasons than the dress above. Lucy took a bit of a fashion risk, but it definitely payed off. Her dress is edgy and super fashion forward, and I just love the cool, harsher vibe it gives off. Also, her eye make-up was seriously amazing if you take a closer look. All in all, Lucy definitely brought it. </div>
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I don't know why I like this so much, but I really do love Emma's look at the awards. She just looks really pretty, and even though the dresses' patterns are a bit left of centre, I think it totally works. The colours give off a real summer vibe, and she manages to look conservative but still in a fun way (which is definitely a difficult feat). Overall, Emma looked fabulous. </div>
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Again, it seems that fashion risks were taken, but boy were they successful. Nina looks so good, and I absolutely love her dress, even though I didn't really expect that I would. Of course, it's pink, which is always a bonus, but it's not your usual pretty, girly dress. She brings an edgy glamour vibe to the carpet, and looks super amazing. Basically, she killed it.</div>
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I'm actually so depressed because the continuity has been destroyed, but I just had to include Ashley, because her look at the awards was definitely on point. Apparently she didn't pose individually on the carpet, but nevertheless, she looked fabulous. Her dress is super glamorous, and fun fact, it is actually made from blue velvet. How cool is that? Plus, her hair and make up happened to compliement the ensemble perfectly.<br />
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I don't know. Just, can someone tell me why? This girl is literally only 15 years old, yet somehow she's dressing like a conservative, elderly circus performer. The top and skirt do not by any stretch of the imagination go together, and even on their own, they still remain to be super gross. There's literally nothing nice about this at all, this ensemble is actually horrible. Sorry Willow, but ew, no.<br />
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I'm sorry Janel, but I just don't like this look. Don't get me wrong, it's not totally hideous, but it's just not nice in any way. The dress's shape is super odd, and I don't really know why it has weird, baggy sleeves that look like a cape they'd slap on you at the hairdressers. I also feel like it should just be a red carpet rule that all fashion must be devoid of skeletons (unless of course you're Avril Lavigne, in which case go right ahead). So all in all, a bit of a disappointment. </div>
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Again, this isn't exactly an eye-sore, but it's really not even close to being a passable red carpet look. Before we even get to the outfit, her hair is super messy and she seems to have a random dog collar on. But oh no, there's more. For some reason, Chelsea decided to rock up in a towel and leggings. Why? That will continue to remain a mystery. But Chelsea, if I were you, I would definitely fire my stylist. </div>
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Once again, this isn't terrible, but Bella was definitely one of the worst dressed there. Orange is at least a nice colour for her, but the style and pattern of the dress kind of looks like the carpet someone would have at an aquarium. Plus, the shape of the dress is all wrong. It's just tight and shapeless, and is a super awkward length. Like seriously, where's the rest of it? I'm sorry Bella, but no. </div>
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Apparently this was a red carpet hit and made it onto everyone's best dressed lists, but sorry, for me, this was not a winner. Zendaya always takes fashion risks, which I can certainly respect, but unfortunately this case I don't think it payed off. The top is weirdly puffy and just juxtaposes too much with the super tight skirt she's wearing. The whole ensemble also looks as if she's going to fly out to a business meeting any second. Plus, her hair is really hard and severe, which because she's so slender, doesn't work at all. Better luck next time Zendaya!</div>
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Readers, welcome back to Teenage Fanatic! Today, I will once again be getting in touch with my inner film critic (who, let's be honest, isn't so inner), and giving you the low down of the new young adult book-to-movie adaptation 'Paper Towns'. Was it any good? Did the John Green novel translate well into film? All will be revealed shortly.<br />
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I may as well put you out of your misery now, I did indeed really enjoy the movie. Was I expecting to? I hadn't decided yet. But I'm pleased to say I was pleasantly surprised. The trailer didn't really let on whether the film was going to be overly cliche and angsty, or, you know, actually decent, so it really could've gone either way. However, I am obviously grateful that it didn't make me want to claw my eyes out or vomit everything I'd eaten in the past week. I don't know about you, but that's always a bonus for me.<br />
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The story begins as protagonist Quentin "Q" Jacobsen (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nat_Wolff" target="_blank">Nat Wolff</a>) introduces us to the enigma that is Margot Roth Spiegelman (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cara_Delevingne" target="_blank">Cara Delevingne</a>) whom he lives across the road from.<br />
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The two were super close when they were young, however as time went on, Margot's sense of adventure proved to be too far from Quentin's comfort zone, and they eventually grew apart. Margot managed to work her way up the high school hierarchy, while Quentin chose to remain closer to the bottom, content to hang with his two closest friends Ben (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austin_Abrams" target="_blank">Austin Abrams</a>) and Marcus (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Justice_Smith" target="_blank">Justice Smith</a>).<br />
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All of this changed however when one night, Margot climbed into Q's window and asked for his assistance in a revenge plot against her cheating ex-boyfriend and the friends who helped in covering it up.<br />
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They then went out on the town and did just that, getting up to all sorts of mischief including wrapping a girl's car in cling wrap, exposing her cheating boyfriend and removing a boy's eyebrow.<br />
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The next day however, Margot had vanished. Where to? No one knew. But Q put it upon himself to find out, enlisting the help of Ben and Marcus, Marcus' girlfriend Angela (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaz_Sinclair" target="_blank">Jaz Sinclair</a>) and Margot's best friend Lacey (<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halston_Sage" target="_blank">Halston Sage</a>).<br />
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As I've already disclosed to you, I was indeed pleasantly surprised with 'Paper Towns'. To be honest, not much happens, but that's a nice change from the mindless, action-packed films that seem to be taking over cinemas as of late. It actually made you think, and considering that the characters in the film were grappling with the prospect of graduating from high school, something that will be happening to me in just over a year, I could definitely relate. I actually can't even define what genre the film slots into. There was drama, sure, but it wasn't angsty or annoying, and everyone managed to survive, and although it had comedic elements, it definitely wasn't just a straight-up comedy. So honestly, I don't even know what it is, but I just know I enjoyed it.<br />
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Acting wise, the film was pretty solid also. Nat Wolff as Q did an excellent job, fitting into the role really easily and managing to be natural the whole time. Honestly, I can't really imagine anyone else doing a better job. Cara Delevingne as Margot I feel was also super fab. I didn't know what to expect considering she's only just transitioned from modelling to acting, but she really nailed it. It would be hard having to play a character who's super mysterious and randomly runs off all the time, but she did it really well, so we didn't ever totally hate her or anything, but at the same time we had no idea what she was going to do next.<br />
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I have to say, my favourite part was that there was no cliche ending. Without giving anything away, I have to tell you now, it's pretty cool. You rarely ever find a teen movie that could actually emulate life, but low and behold, this delivers just that. I have to admit, a part of me wanted a fairytale ending and for everything to be perfect, but the bigger, more logical part was really glad that art was finally able to realistically imitate life.<br />
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Blogosphere, I have returned once more! Today, because I'm strangely nerdy and find joy in dissecting every single detail of anything even vaguely related to on-screen popular culture, I've decided to take a closer look at some of everyone's favourite movies and TV shows. To share my findings with you all, I have decided to bring to you a list of some of the best references you will find within this fictional multimedia. Why? I don't even know, I just want to, so go with it. Relatively short intro complete, here they all are . . .<br />
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This one actually took me a while to get. If you're a fan of the show you would know it's jam packed full of references, but this would probably have to be one of my favourites (once I actually got it). In my youth, my mum exposed me to the 80's show 'Family Ties', so much so that I've pretty much seen every single episode. Anyway, turns out the actress who played Malory is actually Jason Bateman (aka Michael Bluth)'s sister in real life, so they made a little homage to the hit show in the title of the episode.<br />
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Well hello and welcome readers! Today is very exciting, as I am pleased to announce that Teenage Fanatic has finally reached its 200th blog post! I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty proud. The fact that I started this on a whim in August of 2013 and am still going strong today is pretty frickin awesome, and I actually cannot describe to you guys how excited I am. I don't know whether to say a massive you're welcome or apologise to everybody for burdening them with the strange inner workings of mind, but whatever I decide, I definitely know that I'm going to be celebrating my achievements thus far. So, to honour this awesomeness, I have decided to give you an insight into my musical preferences by listing the top 200 songs played most frequently on my iTunes. Will you be vaguely interested? I do not know, however I guess I also don't really care. So without further ado, here they are . . .<br />
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200. 'Fixer Upper' - Frozen<br />
199. 'Cannonball' - Lea Michele<br />
198. 'It's Time' - Glee, Darren Criss<br />
197. 'Hoedown Throwdown' - Miley Cyrus<br />
196. 'A Little More Homework' - 13 The Musical<br />
195. 'Touch A Touch A Touch A Touch Me' - The Rocky Horror Picture Show<br />
194. 'Put Your Graffiti On Me' - Katerina Graham<br />
193. 'Change' - The Lightning Seeds<br />
192. 'Theme to St Trinians' - Girls Aloud<br />
191. 'Little Girls' - Annie<br />
190. 'Shake It Out' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
189. 'Don't You (Forget About Me)' - Simple Minds<br />
188. 'Smooth Criminal' - Glee, Naya Rivera<br />
187. 'Mamma Mia' - ABBA<br />
186. 'Evil Like Me' - Kristin Chenoweth and Dove Cameron<br />
185. 'Ice Ice Baby' - Vanilla Ice<br />
184. 'Rock Lobster' - The B-52's<br />
183. 'Voldemort Is Goin' Down' - A Very Potter Musical<br />
182. 'Baby, It's Cold Outside' - Glee, Darren Criss and Chris Colfer<br />
181. 'Fancy' - Iggy Azalea feat. Charlie XCX<br />
180. 'In Summer' - Frozen<br />
179. 'The Hanging Tree' - The Hunger Games: Catching Fire, Jennifer Lawrence<br />
178. 'Wide Awake' - Glee Cast<br />
177. 'Never Coming Down' - Willamette Stone<br />
176. 'Mama, I'm A Big Girl Now' - Hairspray<br />
175. 'On Lexington & 52nd Street' - SMASH, Will Chase<br />
174. 'Barbie Girl' - Postmodern Jukebox<br />
173. 'Uninvited' - Glee, Lea Michele<br />
172. 'It Can't Be True' - 13 The Musical<br />
171. 'Mickey' - B*Witched<br />
170. 'Popular Song' - Mika feat. Ariana Grande<br />
169. 'Give It Up' - Elizabeth Gillies and Ariana Grande<br />
168. 'Let It Go' - Frozen<br />
167. 'Whistle' - Glee, Nolan Funk<br />
166. 'Bang Bang' - Jessie J, Ariana Grande and Nicki Minaj<br />
165. 'Let's Go to the Mall' - Robin Sparkles<br />
164. 'Price Tag/Don't you Forget About Me/Give Me Everything/ Just The Way You Are/Party in the USA/Turn the Beat Around' - Pitch Perfect, The Barden Bellas<br />
163. 'Blurred Lines' - Robin Thicke feat. T.I, Pharrell<br />
162. 'Black Widow' - Iggy Azalea feat. Rita Ora<br />
161. 'Fabulous' - High School Musical 2, Ashley Tisdale<br />
160. 'Somethin' Stupid' - Glee, Heather Morris and Chord Overstreet<br />
159. 'Uninvited' - Glee, Lea Michele<br />
158. 'God Is a DJ' - P!nk<br />
157. 'Anything Could Happen' - Glee Cast<br />
156. 'Whipped Into Shape' - Legally Blonde the Musical<br />
155. 'Problem' - Ariana Grande feat. Iggy Azalea<br />
154. 'Love is an Open Door' - Frozen<br />
153. 'Good Girl, Bad Boy' - Junior Senior<br />
152. 'Reindeer(s) Are Better Than People' - Frozen<br />
151. 'Since U Been Gone' - Pitch Perfect Cast<br />
150. 'Sexy Silk' - Jessie J<br />
149. 'Your Fault' - Into the Woods<br />
148. 'All I Want Is You' - Barry Louis Polisar<br />
147. 'Mickey/Like a Virgin/Hit Me With Your Best Show/S&M/Let's Talk About Sex/I'll Make Love to You/Feels Like the First Time/No Diggity' - Pitch Perfect Cast<br />
146. 'Buenos Aries' - Glee, Lindsey Pearce<br />
145. 'I Don't Know How to Love Him' - Glee, Jenna Ushkowitz<br />
144. 'Agony' - Into the Woods<br />
143. 'Grin and Bare It' - SMASH, Megan Hilty<br />
142. 'Twist and Shout' - The Beatles<br />
141. 'You're The One That I Want' - Grease<br />
140. 'Cry' - Glee, Lea Michele<br />
139. 'I Love You' - Eternal Summers<br />
138. 'Seasons Of Love' - RENT<br />
137. 'Granger Danger' - A Very Potter Musical<br />
136. For the First Time in Forever - Frozen<br />
135. (I've Had) The Time of My Life - Bill Medely and Jennifer Warnes<br />
134. 'Celebrity Skin' - Glee, Heather Morris and Chord Overstreet<br />
133. 'Don't Stop Me Now' - Queen<br />
132. 'Bohemian Rhapsody' - Queen<br />
131. 'That's Life' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee and Megan Hilty<br />
130. 'Redneck Woman' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
129. 'Our Little Secret' - SMASH, Julian Ovenden and Katherine McPhee<br />
128. '(Let's Start) Tomorrow Tonight' - SMASH, Leslie Odom<br />
127. 'Mr. & Mrs. Smith' - SMASH, Megan Hilty and Will Chase<br />
126. 'Pour Some Sugar On Me' - The To Do List, Scott Porter<br />
125. 'Girl On Fire' - Glee, Naya Rivera<br />
124. 'A Thousand Needles' - Lea Michele<br />
123. 'All I Ask of You' - The Phantom of the Opera<br />
122. 'Give Your Heart A Break' - Glee, Lea Michele and Dean Geyer<br />
121. 'Do You Want to Build a Snowman?' - Frozen<br />
120. 'Beauty School Drop Out' - Grease<br />
119. 'Party in the USA' - Pitch Perfect, The Barden Bellas<br />
118. 'Human' - Darren Criss<br />
117. 'Dig Deep' - SMASH, Megan Hilty<br />
116. 'I'm Sexy, I'm Cute' - Bring It On<br />
115. 'Oops!...I Did It Again' - Britney Spears<br />
114. 'Que Sera Sera' - Sly & the Family Stone<br />
113. 'Pocketful of Sunshine' - Natasha Bedingfield<br />
112. 'Locked Out of Heaven' - Glee Cast<br />
111. 'Crazy/(You Drive Me) Crazy' - Glee, Melissa Benoist and Jacob Artist<br />
110. 'Lollipop Lips' - Connie Francis<br />
109. 'Call Me' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
108. 'Think of Me' - The Phantom of the Opera<br />
107. 'A Hard Day's Night' - Glee, Lea Michele and Naya Rivera<br />
106. 'Torn' - Glee, Lea Michele<br />
105. 'Holding Out For a Hero' - Glee, Becca Tobin and Melissa Benoist<br />
104. 'Lollipop' - Pitch Perfect 2, Skylar Astin<br />
103. 'So Much Better' - Legally Blonde the Musical<br />
102. 'Yoo Hoo' - Imperial Teen<br />
101. 'Don't Dream It's Over' - Glee, Cory Monteith<br />
100. 'Teenage Suicide (Don't Do It)' - Heathers, Big Fun<br />
99. 'The Sign/Eternal Flame/Turn the Beat Around' - Pitch Perfect, The Barden Bellas<br />
98. 'Simple As This' - Jake Bugg<br />
97. 'Goin' Back to Hogwarts' - A Very Potter Musical<br />
96. 'Mama Who Bore Me (Reprise)' - Spring Awakening<br />
95. 'Don't You' - Darren Criss<br />
94. 'Climbing Uphill' - The Last Five Years<br />
93. 'On the Steps of the Palace' - Into the Woods<br />
92. 'The Phantom of the Opera' - The Phantom of the Opera<br />
91. 'Don't Speak' - Glee, Lea Michele, Darren Criss, Chris Colfer and Cory Monteith<br />
90. 'Do You Hear the People Sing?' - Les Misérables<br />
89. 'Blood Hands' - Royal Blood<br />
88. 'Dark I Know Well' - Spring Awakening<br />
87. 'Can't Take My Eyes Off You' - 10 Things I Hate About you, Heath Ledger<br />
86. 'My Junk' - Spring Awakening<br />
85. 'I Can Hardly Make You Mine' - Cults<br />
84. 'Mine' - Glee, Naya Rivera<br />
83. 'Us' - Regina Spektor<br />
82. 'Pulled' - The Addams Family Musical<br />
81. 'Dress and Tie' - Charlene Kaye feat. Darren Criss<br />
80. 'There! Right There!' - Legally Blonde the Musical<br />
79. 'There Are Worse Things I Could Do' - Grease<br />
78. 'I Can Hear the Bells' - Hairspray<br />
77. 'Greased Lightning' - Grease<br />
76. 'Wannabe' - Spicegirls<br />
75. 'Cupid Shoot Me' - Remi Nicole<br />
74. 'Bring Him Home' - Les Misérables<br />
73. 'A Miracle Would Happen/When You Come Home to Me' - The Last Five Years<br />
72. 'Die in Your Arms' - Ariana Grande<br />
71. 'Cups' - Pitch Perfect, Anna Kendrick<br />
70. 'Baby Got Back' - Glee, Oliver Kieran-Jones<br />
69. 'Make You Feel My Love' - Glee, Lea Michele<br />
68. 'Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise)' - Grease<br />
67. 'Bad Reputation' - The Hit Girls<br />
66. 'Come on Eileen' - Dexy's Midnight Runners<br />
65. 'Public Relations' - Katherine McPhee and Christian Borle<br />
64. 'Cut, Print...Moving On' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
63. 'Tell Him' - Glee, Heather Morris and Melissa Benoist<br />
62. 'My Type' - Saint Motel<br />
61. 'On My Own' - Les Misérables<br />
60. 'Shia LaBeouf' - Rob Cantor<br />
59. 'Defying Gravity' - Wicked<br />
58. 'All That Jazz' - Chicago<br />
57. 'Unchained Melody' - Glee, Blake Jenner and Jacob Artist<br />
56. 'Still Hurting' - The Last Five Years<br />
55. 'Everybody Talks' - Glee, Becca Tobin and Jacob Artist<br />
54. 'Prologue: Into the Woods' - Into the Woods<br />
53. 'Here Comes the Sun' - Glee, Naya Rivera and Demi Lovato<br />
52. 'Science Fiction Double Feature' - The Rocky Horror Picture Show<br />
51. 'Teenage Dream (Acoustic Version)' - Glee, Darren Criss<br />
50. 'Yesterday' - Glee, Lea Michele<br />
49. 'The National Pastime' - SMASH, Megan Hilty<br />
48. 'Don't Forget Me' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
47. 'Brand New You' - 13 The Musical<br />
46. 'I Dreamed a Dream' - Glee, Lea Michele and Idina Menzel<br />
45. 'Omigod You Guys' - Legally Blonde the Musical<br />
44. 'Our Love is God' - Heathers the Musical<br />
43. 'Bend and Snap' - Legally Blonde the Musical<br />
42. 'Help!' - Glee, Darren Criss<br />
41. '(The Legend Of) Miss Baltimore Crabs' - Hairspray<br />
40. 'Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee' - Grease<br />
39. 'Take Me or Leave Me' - RENT<br />
38. 'Dammit, Janet' - The Rocky Horror Picture Show<br />
37. 'Good Morning Baltimore' - Hairspray<br />
36. 'Popular' - Wicked<br />
35. 'Positive' - Legally Blonde the Musical<br />
34. 'Creep' - Glee, Lea Michele and Dean Geyer<br />
33. 'Hopelessly Devoted To You' - Grease<br />
32. 'Let Me Be Your Star' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
31. 'A Summer in Ohio' - The Last Five Years<br />
30. 'Let's Be Bad' - SMASH, Megan Hilty<br />
29. 'The Me Inside of Me' - Heathers the Musical<br />
28. 'SMASH!' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee and Megan Hilty<br />
27. 'Seventeen (Reprise)' - Heathers the Musical<br />
26. 'Don't Rain On My Parade' - Glee, Lea Michele<br />
25. 'Cell Block Tango' - Chicago<br />
24. 'Beautiful' - Heathers the Musical<br />
23. 'Dead Girl Walking (Reprise)' - Heathers the Musical<br />
22. 'Lifeboat' - Heathers the Musical<br />
21. 'The New Girl in Town' - Hairspray<br />
20. 'Shine a Light (Reprise)' - Heathers the Musical<br />
19. 'They Just Keep Moving the Line' - SMASH, Megan Hilty<br />
18. 'Shine a Light' - Heathers the Musical<br />
17. 'Kindergarten Boyfriend' - Heathers the Musical<br />
16. 'Yo Girl' - Heathers the Musical<br />
15. 'Big Fun' - Heathers the Musical<br />
14. 'Don't Say Yes Until I've Finished Talking' - SMASH, Christian Borle<br />
13. 'Meant to Be Yours' - Heathers the Musical<br />
12. 'I Am Damaged' - Heathers the Musical<br />
11. 'I Never Met a Wolf Who Didn't Love to Howl' - SMASH, Megan Hilty<br />
10. 'My Dead Gay Son' - Heathers the Musical<br />
9. 'The 20th Century Fox Mambo' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
8. 'Never Give All the Heart' - SMASH, Katherine McPhee<br />
7. 'Freeze Your Brain' - Heather the Musical<br />
6. 'Second Hand White Baby Grand' - SMASH, Megan Hilty<br />
5. 'Seventeen' - Heathers the Musical<br />
4. 'Fight for Me' - Heathers the Musical<br />
3. 'Blue' - Heathers the Musical<br />
2. 'Dead Girl Walking' - Heathers the Musical<br />
1. 'Candy Store' - Heathers the Musical<br />
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So that's all folks! Not gonna lie, I'm actually pretty proud of how varied this list is. I mean sure, everything between number 1 and number 20 is literally either from 'Heathers the Musical' or 'SMASH', but between 21 and 200, there's all sorts of different music. I urge you to go and listen to every single song on this list and find some new Teenage Fanatic inspired listening material. Trust me, it's all super amazing (and i'm not even biased). Happy 200th Blog Post y'all! Til' next time . . .<br />
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Blogosphere, greetings to you all! Today, I thought I'd once again unleash my theatre nerd and indulge in my love for all that is musicals by talking about some of the most awesome musical theatre comedy songs available out there on the interweb. Before we go any further, I should let you know that none of these songs are actually from musicals. If you're super confused, I don't blame you, it's tricky to get your head around. However, I'm here to make things a little clearer. Musical theatre comedy songs are a specific kind of musical genre. They're generally performed by stars from the great white way at some kind of intimate performance evening, and of course, uploaded for the world to see. They aren't always musical related, but they are certainly in the theatre style that we all know and love (well, at least I love it). So without further ado, may I introduce to you these comedy classics . . .<br />
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Alto's Lament - Lindsay Pearce</h4>
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The life of an alto is a struggle that people tend to rarely take into account, but that doesn't make it any less real. Singing the melody is an ideal one can only dream about, and altos are forced to resign themselves to assisting the sopranos through their back-up harmonies. But now, the altos strike back, and Lindsay Pearce gives us all a piece of her mind. Who are we to deny her this opportunity to vent? In other words, just <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kGGG8nEdDb4" target="_blank">click on the link</a> and be done with it, end of story.</div>
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Musical Theatre Boys - Alex Grace Paul and Katie R. Young</h4>
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Alex Grace Paul and Katie R. Young take the time in this song to point out the heartbreak they've felt over the years at coming to terms with the fact that despite their dreams of finding their very own Fiyero or Marius, no boys they find in theatre seem to be straight. It's true, heterosexual males are few and far between, so the love story that they so long for will realistically never come to be. Pretty much, the two in this song are pretty much destined to be hags for their entire lives, and that's okay. <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3s1mBeww1I" target="_blank">Just watch it</a> and see the struggle they go through for yourselves. <br />
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I Could Be Jewish For You - Barrett Wilbert Weed</h4>
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Okay, so this song technically isn't about musical theatre itself, however it's definitely heavily cemented in the Broadway style. It's a cute song about a girl who wants to be with a guy so much that she's totally willing to convert to Judaism. It's funny, it's quirky, and contains a pretty fab Harry Potter reference. What else could one ask for in fantastic listening material? Nothing, that's what. So do yourself a favour and <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4AOHdaTVBY" target="_blank">give it a listen</a>.<br />
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The Understudy - Jessica Patty</h4>
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Being an understudy is a struggle that most people in theatre have experienced at least once in their lives. They're basically the epitome of the saying close, but no cigar. Literally, understudies actually have the hardest job. They have the same amount of talent as the leads, have to learn two roles, and will most likely never get the chance to perform in anything but the ensemble. And what sucks is even if the lead gets sick and they do have to go on, they are so under prepared and have never actually had a chance to perform it properly. So basically, we definitely owe it to Jessica Patty to hear of her experiences, so do her a favour and <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKtI4WOK6C0" target="_blank">give it a play</a>. </div>
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Taylor the Latte Boy - Kristin Chenoweth</h4>
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All you really need to know about this song is that Kristin Chenoweth is amazing and we must all bow down to her, it's really that simple. Sure, it has a cute little plot about how she walked into a coffee shop to get a latte and started pining after a barista named Taylor, but what really shines through in this is how fabulous Kristin is. It's cute, it's quirky, it's funny, and although it's not strictly about Broadway, it's definitely a light hearted jab at some of the slightly improbable love stories at the centre of most musicals. I urge you to <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXS0nEOx_20" target="_blank">listen to this song right now</a> and experience the awesomeness first hand.<br />
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My Party Dress - Colleen Ballinger</h4>
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For those of you familiar with the work of Youtubers, you may notice that the version of this song that I'm discussing is by the one and only '<a href="http://mirandasings.com/default.html" target="_blank">Miranda Sings</a>'. It's from a list of comedy musical theatre-esque songs by Kerrigan-Lowdermilk, and I'm not gonna lie, it's pretty great. It starts off being about a girl's party dress before becoming a bit of a long-winded description of her life and supposed talents. It's kind of hard to explain, but it's just a song you have to listen to and experience for yourself. So just <a href="http://mirandasings.com/default.html" target="_blank">go do exactly that now</a>. </div>
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Hello and welcome back readers to a new month! Today, I thought that I'd take the time to truly celebrate the extreme awesomeness contained within the fabulous cult classic 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'. Why? Because I can. For those of you who have been reading Teenage Fanatic for a while (or at the very least have taken a look at my '<a href="http://www.teenagefanatic.blogspot.com.au/p/about.html" target="_blank">About</a>' page), you would know that I am quite the fan of BTVS, and I can guarantee that you should be too. It manages to be funny, cute, poignant and totally bad ass all at once, a skill that few have mastered (massive props to Joss Whedon!). So, without further ado, I present to you some of the life lessons that we've learnt over the years with the Scooby Gang . . .<br />
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1. You Can Fight Demons and Still Look Fab</h4>
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Let's face it, Buffy truly is an awesome example of post-modern feminism at its finest. Being tough and wearing a dress, who wouldn't want that? I know that sounds pretty good to me. She just proves that you can be the ultimate valley-girl but still intimidate the hell out of people. In the words of Hannah Montana, she shows everyone that you can have the best of both worlds. The patriarchy can be damned! </div>
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Although there were a few bumps along the road, there's no denying that Buffy and Giles were super tight. It could've been weird considering he was old enough to be her father, yet it never was. He diligently led the Scooby Gang as Buffy's watcher, and not only could they have not done it without him, but they gained a friend and mentor in the process. So occasionally, despite any resentment we may have towards them, adults actually can add some meaning to our lives, and perhaps aren't always out to get us. </div>
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On the flip side, we also learn that sometimes authority figures do a fantastic job of abusing their power and making your life miserable. Take Principal Snyder for instance. He walked in to Sunnydale High and instantly began targeting Buffy, Willow, Xander and even Giles, pretty much because he was a power-hungry control freak. Or, you know, the mayor, who totally messed up Faith, turned into a massive demon and literally destroyed the town. So basically, just be careful, and realise that sometimes you're not paranoid, and that a few adults are just evil. </div>
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Okay, in addition to the characters and the dialogue being terrible, turns out the plot itself is totally and utterly unrealistic. If you have no idea what happens in it (like me this time last week), basically Anastasia, a college student, is asked by her roommate, who majors in journalism and pops up randomly in the story for no apparent reason, to go and interview Christian Grey, a super powerful businessman who apparently has heaps of time on his hands to stop and chat to university students. She asks him a bunch of questions (making sure to dramatically trip on the way in and nervously bite her pencil just to ram home the fact that she's totally helpless and weak), and somehow, from that 2 minute chat, the guy is hooked (even though she has no personality and literally has nothing to set her apart from any other girl ever). </div>
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Then, naturally, he somehow finds out where she works (because apparently being an important business man is inconsequential to the story, so he can just leave whenever he likes and work around the hours she spends doing her part-time job at the local hardware store), gets her number, makes plans to grab coffee, and then totally rejects her. Why? Who knows. Anyway, he then seems to forget that he told her to back off and starts sending her random gifts, which leads to her drunkenly calling him from some club and whining at him, resulting in a very angry Christian Grey. Turns out the guy's okay with S&M, but alcohol is a no-no. He then gets weirdly possessive and demands to know where she is, and somehow, after only being given the hint 'I'm not in Seattle', he finds the exact club she is at in a matter of minutes. I mean, I know the guy is rich, but having his own telepathic and teleportation technologies is a little excessive even for him, don't you think? To be honest, I can't remember exactly what happens next (because I've probably tried to block it all out), but somehow, they end up flying around in a lot of helicopters and aeroplanes, despite the fact they never actually leave America, and only go places that would be about 15 minutes by car, but whatever, he's rich, so his unnecessary fossil fuel emissions are totally fine. After that, he then goes on to show her his weird BDSM lair (which she is surprisingly okay with), and I think you can fill in the blanks from there. </div>
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Reading that, the plot probably sounds super ridiculous. Well, that assumption is correct, it truly is. I can assure you, I have not exaggerated anything, that is actually what happens. I honestly don't know how the book ever got published in the first place, and I certainly have no idea why anyone would want to turn it into a movie, and why Melanie Griffith's daughter would want to be in it. But, it happened, and all we can do now is warn others to steer clear of it. So please, don't come close to watching this non-sensical rubbish like I did, save yourselves. </div>
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So basically, all in all, what I'm trying to get across to you is that you should definitely avoid 'Fifty Shades of Grey' at all costs if you get the chance. The only thing I find vaguely impressive about it was that it was able to insult every group on Earth in a mere 125 minutes. It's offensive towards all women, all men, anyone with intellect and people who are rational - I mean, that's quite an achievement.</div>
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Well, that's all I have in store for you. Hopefully you found this post to be vaguely entertaining or at the very least informative, and do everything in your power to ensure that you never have to sit through this film (if you can even call it one). Til' next time . . .</div>
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