Licorice Pizza

They say don’t judge a book by its cover, but I maybe should have in the case of Licorice Pizza. Does anyone else have directors or actors where the majority of their work is just isn’t your jam?

As this is a Paul Thomas Anderson flick should have braced me for what I was going to see and feel.

Licorice Pizza is the story every fifteen-year-old boy wishes was real life with a 70s wardrobe with a side of super creepy Bradley Cooper.

I even stepped away, went to bed, hoping that I could bring myself around to even parts of the movie. That didn’t happen. At best, I think I understand the movie’s title better.

Record slang is not in my wheelhouse. I had to Google what it was. Licorice Pizza is slang for a record for those not in the know. The grooves being the licorice and the record being the pizza.

Both Alana and Gary spend a lot of time going around and around with each other, sometimes emotionally and sometimes physically. The constant running either to and away from each other underlined the circular nature of the story. And at the end of the movie, they finally stop at the pinball parlor, walking side by side as if the needle has finally (mercifully) reached the end of the record. They do run out onto the street after. This time it’s together as if a new record is being moved onto the turnstile.

If this wins, which it likely won’t, this will be the last time I watch the Academy Awards. Yeah, right. I don’t really believe that. But I will yell at the TV as if they can hear me.

And that is all I’ve got on that.

If anyone can explain what this movie is about, the comment box is below.