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I'd grin and wave them on. "Yeah, she's made of WOOD!" People thought I was strange, back in college. Once I got her back, I enlisted the help of a female friend to dress her properly, and Quinn's been standing in my apartment ever since. Mostly, I put her by the door so she freaks people out when they come in and just see her out of the corner of their eye (PoolMan can attest to this). So while I don't have a pinnochio complex and want her to come to life (missing six fingers as she has), I did feel the urge to see the movie based on her life: Mannequin. Yet ultimately, the story I just told you is five times as exciting as this movie. It's a silly idea: a guy creates a mannequin who only comes to life when just he's around. As the 80s have shown us, a silly idea can go far, as long as it has a script and wit to back it up. Mannequin, alas, is an open casting call for acting buffoons. Everyone acts, well, like they're acting. Nary a cherry of subtlety is found in this melted sundae of overemphasizing. If a guy is gay, then he's incredibly effeminate and wears enough neon to decorate several hot air balloons. If a guy is bad, then he growls, is stupid, and runs into walls like a rabid chipmunk. If a guy is good, then he's equally stupid, but at least he's getting hot love from a wooden dummy. Forget the whole mannequin-coming-to-life angle for a bit; what I really can't believe is that ANYONE gives a flying rip about window displays. In this film they're the traditional Only Sport In Town (see Karate Kid) that everyone spends nights obsessing over. When's the last time someone came rushing into your work or school shouting about a grand new window display, and everyone ran out to see what it was? Last Thursday? Yeah... so you can see how this is ridiculous. A more modern equivalent might be someone getting too excited about a great internet banner ad. Without any great personalities or snippy quotes, we're left with the unsettling thought: this guy's in love with a wooden woman. This is like a big bucket of gasoline on the burning fire of every antisocial geek who would rather create their own woman than meet one. Before he even knows that the mannequin can come to life, Jonathan (Andrew McCarthy) is talking to it, seducing it, and about near making out with it. This reviewer hasn't seen anything this disturbing since reading an article on Plushie Love. Kim Cattrall as the dummy isn't that exciting anyway; she's just a vapid bimbo who fills the role of "Of course I'll love you, you made me". While Weird Science had a similar theme, Mannequin does nothing fun with its source material, and hosts some of the worst acting outside of Troma films. And yes, there's a sequel.
I don’t know if my love for it comes from it being one of the earliest films I encountered in my life that focused on an enthusiastically-creative hero (go Jonathon Switcher go!), or I simply have the sort of patiently goofy personality required to love this sort of movie. I really don’t care. I just know that only Tron rivals it for the status of "film I can watch at any time and any place no matter what the circumstances and enjoy it." I’m still on the fence regarding that $250 Sony PSP, even though they’ve put out Tron on UMD to be watched on the handheld system. But if they put out Mannequin, I would totally buy it without hesitation. And the 80's hijinks would be just as awesome, even shrunk down for viewing on a 4.5” screen. Awesome! It’s difficult for me to highlight anything in particular that makes Mannequin so memorable, because everything about it is memorable. Andrew McCarthy is brilliantly charming, Kim Cattrall is brilliantly charming, and James Spader is brilliantly smarmy. The entire cast kicks butt, the huge department store is the sort of fabulous adult playground anyone would love to spend long nights alone with a soulmate in, and the humor ranges from subtly brilliant to clunkily sterotype-driven (but in a refreshing way). And thanks be to Starship to allow “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now,” the greatest love song of the 1980’s, to become so inexorably entwined with Mannequin that their strengths and weaknesses fuse together into a sublime pop culture experience. Wow! Who knows if Mannequin will play as well for you as it does for me. By now you probably have a ton of questions anyway. “How can Andrew McCarthy be considered brilliantly charming?” “How can a film about a man falling in love with a mannequin be anything less than totally creepy?” “What kind of idiot thinks ‘Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now’ is the greatest love song of the 80's?” Here are answers to these questions and more: Easily, easily, me (and before you ask, Garbage’s “I Would Die For You” is the greatest modern love song, so there), and here’s an important mantra to recall when you’re driving home with a rental copy of Mannequin in your backseat: Just have fun with it! Maybe you found love really easily and didn’t have any goofiness finding it (or a steady job). But those of us whose lives include more goofiness than the guy who wears the Goofy costume at Disneyland, here’s a romantic comedies for our sensibilities. If nothing else, you’ll never pass by another department store mannequin again with giving it the once-over. Yeah, baby!
Is It Worth Staying Through End Credits?
Intermission! [some sources: IMDb]
Nominated for both an Academy Award and Golden Globe for the song, "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now" Groovy Quotes
Jonathan: A radio shrink? They're only good for people with problems that fit between the commercials. Jonathan: That teaches him to mess with a man and his mannequin. Hollywood: You know I would never interrupt you when you're getting a piece of wood... If you liked this movie, try these:
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