am i miserable because i listen to pop music?

Last night I watched High Fidelity. I guess I've done a little ex tour. It seemed appropriate. But it's okay to hate movies where people get back together, right?

Anyway, it's so fun to see people being record store snobs in movies. Record stores kind of barely exist anymore so I wonder if the snobbery is even more concentrated. I feel like everyone I know who used to work in a record store works in a bank now that all the record stores in Buffalo but two are closed. So that's where those people go.

Also, I follow John Cusack on Twitter. At least I think it's John Cusack. He's a crazy liberal. I think? If it's him, he is. But he's a crazy liberal in the way that he's passionate and unintelligible and I stopped following him because it made me uncomfortable that I always only vaguely knew what he was talking about and I knew that wasn't my fault, it was his.

High Fidelity is Chicago, too. Chicago movies, hooray!

Things I love about it are that the guys who work in the record store are so annoyingly adorable and that they make top 5 lists all the time. I love favorites. I really like the girlfriend that leaves him for the creepy ponytail guy but I also really like that they get back together out of exhaustion. I wonder how old they are? It's overall pretty yikesy.

But I like it, not sure why. Maybe because the whole movie seems dusty (is this cos it's 90s?) and uncolored or halfcolored or dullcolored? The story seems really dusty too. Record stores? Mixtapes? Oh, it's everything I love and I feel like it's all gone. It's not gone, I'm just older. I just feel weird. And all that jazz.

So anyway, do I think watching this again is a good idea? I do. If only for the sweet soundtrack and Lili Taylor and Joan Cusack and okay John Cusack and Jack Black and the bald guy and the cool moments, the moments of manufactured cool, like how John Cusack's character is always jumping over things, including the counter of his record store and a bench to wait for the bus. He could've totally walked up to the bus bench and sat down but instead he had to walk around the back and sort of jump over and sit up on the back of it, if that makes any sense. In a leather jacket. In probably his 30s.

Where is this cool factory, Alisa?

I love the 90s.