Teenagers who listen to the very good album Guts by the 20-year-old Californian Olivia Rodrigo again and again hear intelligent pop, extremely well produced and devilishly effective.
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The fortysomethings of my generation, the Xenniaux (neither Millennials nor Green Day, pillars of that glorious 1990s, smoked and sprayed CK One.
Born in 2003, pop star Olivia Rodrigo didn’t know the era of flannel shirts, combat boots, the movie singles and long, center-parted hair like Alanis Morissette. And yet the handsome video clip for his latest single “Bad Idea Right?” stays true to the retro aesthetic of two notable 1990s teen films, “Can’t Hardly Wait” and “Empire Records,” starring Renée Zellweger and Liv Tyler, another icon of this decade is torn between candy pop and raw grunge.
The 1990s, a source of inexhaustible nostalgia, will never leave us. Little life rises again, a man and a girl, just like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The most famous hairdressers practice the modified Longueuil cut in the Patrick Huard style at the beginning of their careers.
Generation Z dresses like the 1995 Smashing Pumpkins show “Bullets With Butterfly Wings.”
Loose, worn-out T-shirts, baggy cargo pants that drag on the floor, crewneck necklaces (the choker!) – these teenagers are donning the clothes once worn by their parents who weren’t so cool after all.
In the psychological thriller “Eyes Closed”, online on Tou.tv Extra, author Anita Rowan set part of her plot to music in 1994 (Kurt Cobain!) and embellished it with Pearl Jam sweaters and Soul’s achievement “Runaway Train”. Asylum.
At the Osheaga Festival in the summer, the Ravers’ hugely successful 1997 looks brought a touch of Old Fidel to those who shopped for their evening outfits at Juan & Juanita on Cours Mont-Royal or collected sweaters at Montreal.
It’s not uncommon to see Zs on the street dressed like Clueless and talking into a flip phone, the famous flip phone that takes forever to text, 2-555-555-666, hello!
PHOTO JON RAGEL, CANADIAN PRESS ARCHIVE
Matthew Perry, Courteney Cox Arquette, Matt LeBlanc, Lisa Kudrow, David Schwimmer and Jennifer Aniston, the actors of Friends, the cult series from the 1990s
However, these 1990s, in which “Friends” and the cult film “Reality Bites” were born, were not so rosy and crazy. However, there was a kind of carefreeness and openness that allowed a lot of freedom.
We strolled around the mall or at McDonald’s for hours, strolled through parks, and drank Black Label out of a brown paper bag without our parents geolocating us or setting off an AMBER Alert.
Those were the simpler times, before the internet. Nobody filmed themselves at parties. Nobody uploaded Instagram or TikTok every two seconds. We celebrated among ourselves, in a closed circle, and no compromising photos or videos were distributed. You had to be there live, as an OD guy would say.
It’s probably this disjointed aspect that people under 20 miss. Life without an electronic leash. Goofy, take your time. Have fun without documenting everything. Have a conversation by looking into the other person’s eyes and not at their smartphone. And let go of the pressure to live a perfect life on social media.
If you’re still dreaming of spaghetti straps and cropped tank tops, a good ol’ crop top, check out the documentary miniseries “The Super Models” on Apple TV+, which chronicles the phenomenal impact four star models had 30 years ago: Naomi Campbell, Christy Turlington, Linda Evangelista and Cindy Crawford.
Yes, these four amazing women have walked the runways before, but it was their spectacular appearance in the Freedom music video! 90 by George Michael, directed by filmmaker David Fincher, who catapulted them into the ranks of global stars. Real-life friends Naomi, Linda, Cindy and Christy were huge pop culture phenomena that transcended the runways of Milan or Paris. The whole planet knew their perfect faces.
And these models were beautiful, intelligent, influential and smart at the same time. They defined the glamorous and extravagant style of the first half of the 1990s, before Kate Moss clones – with emaciated faces – pushed them off the catwalk.
This was the start of the unfortunate “heroin chic” trend (like drugs), which is also making a comeback with its sunken cheeks and deep dark circles. In fact, we tolerate the return of Spice Girls-style platform shoes quite well, but extremely thin is a no-no.
Stay just like the “Biers Tornade” and “Boomerang” in your century, thank you.
I’m floating
With Kathleen Fortin there A criminal case
She is great in the role of Jasmin Poupart’s (Hubert Proulx) sister, who was shot by police officer Laurence Malenfant (Alice Moreault). This type of angular figure, coming from a poor background, often falls into caricature. But Kathleen Fortin manages to portray this woman with all her flaws and very colorful language in a believable and authentic way. Well done.
I avoid it
Canac radio commercial
“Say “Mama,” my beautiful boy! » “Ca-nac!” “ “No mother” ! » “Ca-nac!” » “The baby says Canac but not Mama, that’s ridiculous,” complains the mother in this ad from the Quebec hardware store, the 27th Plays on commercial radio once a day. “My dear, the ridiculous thing is the prices at Canac,” replies the father as the baby finally says the word “daddy.” Okay, it’s fun once a day, three at the most, but that’s it a bombardment takes away from the uninitiated the taste of “canaquer,” a verb meaning “to save.”