I didn’t feel good last night, which is basically just a good excuse to allow yourself to snuggle into your sheets at 9:30 PM with the (not) Disney classic movie, Anastasia. This movie is surprisingly awesome for a 1997 animated film. First of all, I highly approve of Anastasia’s fashion choices (once she becomes a Princess, not a pauper). Also the music is extremely well done, and while the delicate framework of historical fact in the movie has been horribly skewed, we cannot overlook the fact that the movie has THIS character:
Now, I doubt that I am the first to blog about this reprehensible cartoon conman. It seems common knowledge that Dimitri is just sexy, plain and simple. I mean, look at that jawline. I remember coming out of the movie theater after the Romonav line had been restored and Anastasia effectively eliminated Rasputin (something the Communist party failed to do), and having my sister exclaim, “That Dimitri! He was cute!”
Apparently she was not alone. The next day, all my third grade comrades (it’s nice to keep the communist diction alive) were all a buzz about the finest new cartoon spectacle. It seemed that Dimitri was all the rage, solidly beating out Alladin, but maybe even trumping Prince Eric. But I couldn’t join in the discussion. I just didn’t see it. You see, my third grade self only had eyes for one cartoon. It was a secret buried deep inside me, that only now—thirteen years later—that I feel comfortable divulging my cartoon crush. It was this boy:
Elroy Jetson. Elroy was the stout, futuristic boy of my dreams. I’m not sure what struck my childhood fancy about him exactly. Maybe it was those black hole eyes or that little antenna thing on his cap. Actually in retrospect, I really think that it might have been his voice, and that when I sneaked down in the middle of the night to watch Cartoon Network, it was Elroy’s dulcet tones that lulled me to sleep in front of the faint flicker of the wildly inaccurate “ultramodern” program.
Now I bet that I am the first to blog about that.
Stay tuned, and you will hear about my childhood crushes on:
Dante Bichette
and
Patrick Roy.
Apparently I had a thing for fat athletes too.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it's Daanteeee Biiiichet!" I can almost hear the Rockies' announcer now! SUCH A HOTTIE. As for Roy? GIRL, PLEASE. There were FAR hotter players on the Avs than he! Although his "butterfly" move might be considered a turn-on by some…
Bichette happens…:)
Am still a little bit in love with Dimitri myself…but I totally get the Jetson jiving. We definitely had a board game when I was little called "The Jetson Game." It rocket. (Oops–I accidentally misspelled "rocked," but the misspelling was too opportune to correct.) 🙂 It also got lost when we moved to Idaho when I was seven. Maybe that's why I liked Dimitri more than Elroy.
listen. I had a crush on Mike Bibby. Google image that one.
Way not fair to leave a comment in a foreign language.
I only just saw Anastasia for the first time this week. Lauren and Tyler made me sit down and watch it because it was just one of those movies that had escaped my childhood. But you talked about the music, which was nominated for an Oscar, and maybe this means more to you than me, but it was composed by Stephen Flaherty, an incredible musical composer who wrote "A Man of No Importance" and "Ragtime," both of which are phenomenal musicals. But Meg Ryan ruined that character for me, she just sounded all wrong. But I liked the movie. Bartok is awesome.