![]() Why did I watch this movie so often as a ten-year-old? Like Mount Everest, probably because it was there. It was a blockbuster attempt by a company specializing in mid-budget hits (a category nearly extinct in today’s landscape), whose attempted naturalism only set its Hollywood conventions in relief. His historical hockey hair reflects an era moving away from, but not out of sight of, the power ballad. Michael Wincott, who rasped loudest in the ‘90s, plays a villain. It’s a strange yet representative piece of 1990s cinema, a “socially conscious,” bloated take on a historical tale, eschewing earlier versions’ high bravado and derring-do for ponderousness and family drama - except when it whips itself up into action excess with a cartoonishly evil Sheriff of Nottingham and a coup-de-grâce Sean Connery appearance. So instead today I commemorate the 30th anniversary of a film that, with equal youthful inexplicability, I watched over and over: Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. I am old, a “geriatric millennial” in clickbait parlance, coming of age when video store rentals were the norm and the closest thing to streaming were low-resolution clips on Microsoft’s Cinemania CD ROM. Inexplicable to me, that is, as that generation is not mine. Turns out it was just the 20th anniversary of Shrek, a film that’s become a touchstone, a sexual identity, and an inexplicable meme-quarry for a generation. On April 22, 2021, Shrek popped up so frequently across all social media platforms I wondered if he’d died.
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