Stef:
But Dotti was
quite down-to-earth. The women in Big Top Pee Wee were VERY unsatisfactory. That
is what I am rebelling against: a repudiation of the Zeitgeist.
Yuck.
The problem with
Pee
Wee's Playhouse and Pee Wee's Big Adventure is that they are
completely different worlds. I think that ending up with Miss Yvonne
in the "real world" wouldn't work, and would undermine his coolness. Pee
Wee would become like the Addams Family; unable to function in the real
world and becoming a bastion of weird out there in the wilderness. Whereas,
if he had a woman like Dotti to be sensible for him, he would be
free to pummel his visual comedic genius off of her straight-man schtick,
and live in relative domestic harmony. He needs a real-world person
to appreciate him.
In the Playhouse,au
contraire, the lovely and zaftig Miss Yvonne is perfect. Her
beauty is the stuff of make-believe, co-ordinating perfectly with the matter-of-fact
surrealism which makes the programme so appealing. It's okay,
acceptable, even necessary that the lovely Miss Yvonne appear slightly
older than PeeWee, because she is the fantasy woman of our bouffant figures.
I can go with all that. I simply cannot deal with the insipid women
of Big Top Pee Wee. It was a stab at marrying the Playhouse
Weltanschauung with the skewed real-world ideals of Big Adventure,
and it just failed totally. Hmmm. If there was Pee Wee's Big Adventure,
and then
Big Top Pee Wee,
will the next movie
becalled Pee Wee's Big Head?Because,
apparently, it has to involve the word, "big." |
Alice:
You are correct
about the well-endowed Miss Yvonne not working in reality, but I am confused
by the real and the fantasy Pee-Wee, and the dichotomy this engenders.
First off, there is the helmet carryover. In Pee Wee's Big Adventure,
he has that helmet and the Amazing Bike, a true deus ex machina.
But the helmet carried through to the Playhouse mise-en-scene,where
the Amazing Bike has been demoted to a magic scooter and shot out of the
Hellmouth, hearking back to the Roman Era.
There is also
the Danny Elfman carryover; Elfman composed music for both movies and for
Playhouse...but,
granted, the music is different with each Pee Wee undertaking. This,
too, adds to the confusion. Indeed, in the real world, Pee Wee would be
a pariah with NO friends, not
even the Macchiavellan Francis,
who was never
a suitable friend. Dotti's commedia del arte would get old
fast, tiring quickly of the lunacy which Pee Wee radiates.
Pee Wee in real
life would probably be on constant neighbourhood watch becauseof Megan's
Law. This is not impossible to envision, because, if you think about
it, would it not be rather shady if all of a sudden a new neighbour showed
up in a too-tight plaid suit, wanting to play with your children? (Speaking
of being insipid, you ommitted mention of the entire Big Adventure sequence
starring Morgan Fairchild as Dotti.)
But in fantasy,
Pee Wee is perfectly normal; nothing creepy about him. Sure, he possesses
the Giant Underwear, which he then proceeds to wear upon his head. He has
the Magic Glasses, with pictures of silent-movie belly-dancers inside.
This show, however, is all about illogical logic. It makes perfect
sense. It won Emmys. An entire generation of kids grew up with
this. And I omitted mention of the whole Zen mantra, mekkalekkahimekkaHINEYho,which
we, as third graders, recited as often as the Pledge of Allegiance.
Jambi introduced us to Eastern philosophies at such a tender age.
I much prefer the fantasy Pee Wee. Your argument is rather like taking
a Magritte painting and saying, "Now, come on. A train can't REALLY
pop out of the fireplace." It simply demotes the mirth into mere
farce. So I think that the proposed Pee Wee movie in the works should
be pure fantasy, with no sardonic undertones. UNLESS! Unless, in Pee
Wee's Big Adventure, that WAS Pee Wee's real house, and the show dealt,
indeed, with simply his playhouse. |