2000-10-20

Being John Cusack

An indefatigable truth: the girls just love that John Cusack.

All of my girlfriends carry the proverbial torch, albeit in varying degrees of luminosity, for the man.

I think the reason for this is similar to an explanation I like to offer concerning the crushes many of these same girlfriends have on my friend Jef: he's the guy you wish had taken you to your prom.

But you know, in a way, it's gotta suck, kind of, to be John Cusack. Imagine carrying, in the back of your head, the dull, throbbing knowledge that to hundreds of thousands of women between the ages of, say, 25 to 32, you are Sensitivity Personified. We all lay awake in the early dawn, straining to hear the faint burbling of "In Your Eyes" from a boom box being elevated by John Cusack-as-Lloyd Dobler.

Sigh.

Not that it's a bad thing to be Sensitive - it's just that I suspect that John Cusack, as swell and cool a guy as he seems to be, himself falls a wee bit short of the Lloyd Dobler Standard he's set in the minds of so many of us.

Say you're involved with John Cusack. Say you've just moved in with him in some hip loft wherever the hip lofts are located these days. What happens the first time John Cusack leaves the toilet seat up? I would think something in you would die a little.

lisamcc at 21:29:59

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