I am LOVING all of this buildup to the upcoming release of Arrested Development’s long-awaited Season 4.
There’s the pop up banana stand in Manhattan, the banana rating system on Netflix, the service that will text you as soon as the new episodes are posted … I haven’t felt this sort of blissful anticipation since the last Harry Potter book came out!
My only question is, on the Big Day (May 26th), how do we celebrate? Unlike with Harry Potter, there will be no lining up to get your copy, no meeting up with friends to compare costumes, no figuring out in advance which book store will do the best job reproducing the Village of Hogsmeade.
Fans won’t be going somewhere to get a tangible thing, or even gathering at a movie theater to watch the premiere en masse. All of this excitement is building us up to an experience that will occur in our bedrooms, living rooms, or offices, on laptops and computer screens and phones.
And while there’s nothing wrong with that - it’s not all that different from the solitary nature of delving into a book - I’m just hoping that there will be some sort of presence in the real-world community of Bluth lovers. Some never-nude flash mob of bald dudes in cut-off jorts, or a convergence of hot cops on a boat somewhere. Sure, we can throw our own parties and make our own Banners, but on May 26th, I want to stumble upon a real-life “Living Classics” pageant.
Somehow, in all of my time spent on the internet, I never delved into the treasure trove of Abba music videos that exists on YouTube. Now I ask my past self, “What the hell were you waiting for? This shit is gold!”
For real, if you want to see the kind of pure movie magic that only late-70s Swedish pop music videos can give you, start with “Take A Chance On Me” and then just keep sliding down that wool sweater rainbow of awkward dance moves, unflattering poses, andovert winks.
If that description sounds unappealing, just remember that Abba made some of the most delicious pop music of the last fifty years, and their videos are equally delectable. Embarrassing, yes, but as with all guilty pleasures, you will find joy within the pain.
P.S. Pay extra close attention in this video at 1:08 and 2:30. Uh-maze-ing.
On a vernal equinox with a high of 20 degrees (“feels like 5,” says the weather report), I wrap myself in wool and fool myself by staying inside, where the sun-shining and the bird-chirping give me that springtime bubble of delight inside my chest.