Week 7

Okay, I'm also going to go ahead and do the week five thing. This isn't going to be a super serious post, and it may be hard to explain everything I'm trying to say, so I hope it works well. My family is obsessed with movies. Like, ridiculously. When movies come out, we go see them the day of or soon after; when they come out on DVD/BluRay, we get them the day of or soon after. We have around 500 movies, but I haven't counted them recently (I'm not as patient as a few years ago!), and a movie room with almost a 9 foot screen, on which we watch movies very frequently. So, now that you have an idea of how obsessive we are, I'll get to the point. The Master of Disguise, one of the THE most absurd and stupid films ever made, has had a profound influence on the way my family interacts with one another. The movie, about a slapstick Italian boy who finds out that he is actually the heir to a long line of masters of disguise, people who save the world by disguising themselves in ridiculous ways. He speaks in this over the top, goofy Italian accent all the time, saying words in weird ways, and talking very basically. Since viewing the movie, my family, typically my older brother Todd and I, always randomly communicate with each other in his voice. We also constantly quote the film with individual lines or what seems like beginning to end, and use other voices or words he uses during the movie while disguising himself. The disguises he uses include Michael Johnson, Jesse Ventura, Jessica Simpson, a henchman, a cow pie, a Peruvian dancer, a suave Englishman, a German constable, a cherry pie, and an Indian snake tamer. This may sound really dumb and juvenile, but if you knew my family, and saw it in practice, you'd completely understand!