My pal Jason at MNPP put up a "Five Frames From" challenge this morning on the subject of (SPOILER) a movie I have very recently re-fallen in love with.
I saw Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion for the second time ever the other night, and I realized it needs to go in my Adventures in Babysitting/Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead/Empire Records pantheon of silly movies I should be watching embarrassingly often. There really isn't much to the movie -- I was shocked by how little actually happened between Romy learning about the reunion and the reunion itself -- but the dialogue is super quotable, the performances are really strong, and the cast is full of wonderfully random appearances by, like, Camryn Manheim and Pam from True Blood. And that dance sequence with Romy, Michelle, and Allan Cumming interpreting "Time After Time" is actually a seriously beautiful statement about individualism triumphing over sad conformity! Really!
But much as I loved Lisa Kudrow and Mira Sorvino (and I did), the hands-down best part of the movie is Janeane Garofalo. I love her in general, but she's waaaaay better in this movie than I remember her. In fact, while I adore her in Reality Bites and Wet Hot American Summer, and I'm sure The Truth About Cats and Dogs has its fans, I don't know why Heather Mooney isn't considered THE quintissential Garofalo performance. Every line reading is nicotine-infused sarcastic perfection, and somewhere out there, I hope Heather and that cowboy played by Justin Theroux are angrily making out right this second.
I love you, Heather! Even if you do tell me to go fuck myself!