Labyrinth

Our local movie theaters were recently bought out by AMC. In a city that has a record of moving at an incredibly glacial pace to facilitate or even appreciate most forms of pop-culture, this is a big improvement. While our theaters don’t yet have the lux recliners we see on the big screen advertisements and our alcoholic beverages are only served in plastic cups, I consider myself lucky to at least have a theater that occasionally features re-screenings of cult classics and fan favorites from a variety of eras and genres.

I also consider myself lucky to have a mother who keeps track of the screening dates, preorders the tickets, and geeks out with me when we get to see them. It’s especially fun when it’s a movie that she exposed me to at some point in time because it was one of her favorites and eventually became one of mine.

Sometimes we nearly have to fight for good seats, while other times we’ve been 2 out of barely 10 people in the whole theater. Either way, no matter the day of the week or the time of the day, it has always been such a fun experience to see The Breakfast Club, Grease, and so many other films back on the big screen. But most recently (and thus far, most magically,) we got to enjoy a true cult classic: Labyrinth.

There’s a whole slew of films that my parents introduced me to at a very young age, most of which I attribute a lot of my humor, taste, and overall personality to. Labyrinth specifically played a large role in that development, as well as in my appreciation of David Bowie.

I surely watched and re-watched the film a thousand times as a child, and in later years bonded with a new friend solely by the unanimous belting of “Magic Dance” while riding in a topless convertible through a clueless town (and many times again later in an old jeep on our weekly trips to the beach). But despite all of this, I don’t think I have actually taken the time to watch the film again since I was about 15 or 16 years old (ironically around the same age as Sarah at the time of her adventure), so seeing it again stirred up a ton of nostalgia and fondness for it.

While I could easily write extensively detailed paragraphs about Jareth’s gravity-defying hair or Sarah’s unchallengeable wit, a “5 Things I Liked” post would essentially just be me listing off my favorite characters. And my favorite characters are all of the characters, basically, so 5 wouldn’t even be enough.

I grew up wishing I had my very own Ludo. Sir Didymus, his mount Ambrosius, and Sarah’s Merlin all expanded my love for dogs. Hoggle’s gentle heart heavily outweighs his insecurity and forced loyalty to the Goblin King, and he is just so overwhelmingly precious. The worm, while small in both stature and in role, is massively adorable and charming. Each individual goblin is mesmerizing in their uniqueness. Whether Sarah’s friend or Jareth’s follower, each character is dimensional and different, yet they all play essential parts in the telling of this story.

Sarah is a young girl who is captivated by her daydreams and fantasies to the point where they trickle into every real aspect of her life. But while she swears that she’s misunderstood and mistreated by her parents, and claims that her baby brother is nothing more than an inconvenience to her, she will ultimately stop at nothing to save Toby, even in a fantasy world.

No labyrinth, goblin city, or highly alluring rock star king… no teen angst, delusion, or sexual confusion… no smelly bogs, fire creatures, or walking piles of junk could stand against her will.

But while as a child I devoured this story as an inspiring tale of confidence and cleverness, now as an adult I take it for so much more. All of Sarah’s will and wit would’ve been potentially useless (or at least, a lot less exciting,) if it weren’t for the friends that she made along her journey. The friends who helped her and guided her nearly every step of the way. The friends that she grew so immeasurably close to, and that we immediately fell in love with. And after the quest had been completed and the king had been conquered, she would still need them…

Every now and again, for no reason at all, she would need them. All of them.

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(noun) obsessive enthusiast, or (verb) be or become extremely excited or enthusiastic about a subject

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Morgan of House Geek, First of Her Name, Mother of a Ton of Funkos, Collector of Things, Writer of Stories, Designer of Websites, Watcher of Films, and Player of Games.

INTJ. Libra-Scorpio Cusp. Slytherin.

Jack of all trades, master of none.

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I prefer purchasing trades & volumes more than single issues. I find them to be more durable, so I can enjoy them more and they can easily stand on my display shelves without boards.

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