“You got no fear of the underdog/
That’s why you will not survive.”
Britt Daniel wrote that lyric.
And it’s the only song by his band Spoon which has even the most remote bit of soul in it.
Such a soulless band, Spoon…
The ultimate plastic hipsters.
A male supermodel and his gang of H&M monkeys behind him.
It would almost be artistic…in sort of an Andy Warhol/Factory sort of way.
Except there is no humor in it.
Spoon are dead serious.
The irony is (ATTN: hipsters) there’s no irony here.
All that being said, Britt Daniel wrote one of the best songs I’ve ever heard.
And it’s the one I quoted above.
It doesn’t matter.
It doesn’t matter that my path crossed Britt’s path.
It doesn’t matter that I was invited to audition for his band Spoon as a keyboard player.
It doesn’t matter that he probably saw me in an outfit that wasn’t quite svelte enough and promptly canceled my audition before it ever happened.
Because he underestimated the underdog.
And that’s why he will not survive.
Last I heard, Spoon (or at least their godhead, Britt) relocated to Portland.
I suppose Austin wasn’t hip enough anymore.
Either that, or his shitty personality had shit off everyone in Austin and he needed a new lot of cunts to shit on.
But I digress…
Because, as stated, Britt had a point.
In one song.
[whether he learned the lesson he sang about or not is a different story]
But it is very much germane to OUR story–to this fantastic film:
You almost always see Nick Frost in tow behind his partner in comedy Simon Pegg.
But not this time.
And so here we start a new investigation.
The test was simple: could Nick Frost carry a film by himself (without the great talents of Simon Pegg)?
And the answer is a resounding YES!
We start all Billy Elliott (that one thing upon which Admiral General Aladeen and his presumptive torturer could agree).
A future star quits mid-stride.
What could have been…
Have you ever had such a moment in your life?
LIFE beat me up.
In the span of a couple of months.
And now, instead of laying down tracks on 2-inch tape, I’m making songs solely with an iPhone.
You can feel the excitement.
It had to have been at least 20 years for Bruce (Nick Frost).
He gave up his passion.
Thought he would never cross paths again with salsa dancing.
He had been on the precipice of the youth national title in Britain.
Then his life went humdrum.
Works an office job for a company specializing in lathes.
The most nondescript industry possible.
But he gets a new boss.
She is excellent here.
She hits just the right notes in her performance.
She is Bruce’s new boss.
But, as fortune would have it, she (an American in Britain) loves salsa.
Bruce is gobsmacked.
Enough so to turn his life around.
To attempt to reel in the years.
Equally brilliant as the first two players I’ve mentioned (Frost and Jones) is Ian McShane.
You might remember him as the head of MI6 in The Brothers Grimsby.
But ironically, his role here (as Bruce’s former dance teacher) is far heavier.
Think Burgess Meredith with an occasional lisping Spanish one would expect to hear in Madrid.
And McShane injects some Keith Richards pirate couture for good measure.
This is a HARD man.
Drinking tequila the whole film.
And he’s a fucking dance teacher.
A TOUGH dance teacher.
He’s tough because he sees the potential in his student.
And he won’t let his student half-ass this endeavor.
Either you go “all in”, or you go home.
This film is truly a joy to watch.
…to see Nick Frost regain what truly makes him happy.
It’s the story of someone reclaiming themselves.
Rewinding life…just enough to relive ones happiest former version of being (and relocate oneself).
But here’s the other part.
Or lady, here.
They just see Nick as a fat schlub.
No way this guy could dance salsa, right?
Every day suffering insults from a particularly nasty coworker.
Let me illustrate.
For me, supporting President Trump brings me daily grief.
Every day I am made aware (by “liberals”) that they hate me.
I am treated badly.
Simply trying to start my romantic life over and date.
I am very upfront.
Listed front and center: “I voted for Trump.”
Kind of like an, “Abandon hope, ye who enter”.
But more like: Let the Buyer Beware.
I lay it all out there.
“I live with my parents.”
And I get some shitty shit.
Which is why, every once in awhile, I think God is looking out for me.
I think maybe that God sees what I go through.
I’m not mean.
I’m not rude.
I don’t proselytize in a political sense.
I try to show warmth to others.
I try to show God’s love with my actions.
And boy do I end up throwing my pearls before swine sometimes…
Lots of swine.
And it gets me down.
But I thought today was gonna be better.
Since last night.
Things had been going really well for me.
And now, here at 4 in the morning, I find myself back in a similar spot.
But it’s ok.
Because God loves me.
And if a bunch of braindead bitches wanna ignore the underdog,
then we won’t be surprised why they didn’t find happiness.
So this is a love story.
Nick Frost is in love with his boss.
Because his boss is perfect…for him.
God puts us in the position to win.
But true winning is not always capturing first place.
“You can’t always get what you want…
But if you try sometimes,
you might find,
you get what you need.”
Where have I heard that song these past four years?
She was never supposed to lose.
She underestimated the underdog.
That’s why she did not survive.
Before this goes totally off the rails.
Love is the greatest victory there is.
But love has to be reciprocated.
If you’re a superstar (and I know you are, my dear reader), then you deserve AT LEAST as much as you give.
When you give love, compliments, gifts, affection, etc.
If you find yourself always to be the giver…and never allowed to be the taker (because nothing is given to you), then you just might be in the wrong situation.
I know I was.
And, praise God, I am out of that for the time being.
Except for at least one catch.
The world, our world, is primarily composed of takers.
People without manners.
Humans unfamiliar with common courtesy.
Unpracticed at recognizing fairness.
People who have very little conscience (if any whatsoever).
And they are either unaware that they are such assholes, or they are aware and they simply do not care.
So again, it’s just me on this computer here.
Sitting in the dark.
But that’s ok.
Because in this movie, a fat guy gets a beautiful girl.
And he gets her because he’s good at something.
Do you feel me?
But we must be righteous too.
Let us not underestimate OUR personal underdogs.
Let us not defile the name of God by letting superficiality reign.
God will show us the way.
Let us do what is just.
I ask that all who read this may be helped.
That each of them may know that God loves them.
And I ask this in the name of the Son of God.
I ask this by the power that is in the name Jesus.
God works in mysterious ways.
Our loving God will not be mocked.
God will not lose in the end.
We are entrusted with great responsibility.
But we know who wins.
And we know that the ending is magnificent.
And we know that all are welcome in the Kingdom of Heaven.
God only asks that we have humility.
The humility to ask forgiveness.
And God does not demand perfection.
The coin which God accepts, for eternal life, is faith.
And God charges no interest on this coin.
It is given freely, yet it is the most valuable thing in the universe.
Praise be to His holy name.
Indictments = start.