I’ll just be upfront about this: as as kid I really, really liked the movie Legal Eagles. I don’t know why! It was not in the same way I liked Outrageous Fortune, which seemed sort of naughty and taboo, what with the swearing and the chair sex. (Though in the film there is a quite good blowjob joke I never picked up on as a youngster.) As Legal Eagles is now on Hulu I watched it again and nope, still don’t know why I liked it. I did not want to be a lawyer when I grew up, and I had not an interest at that age in art world crimes. But I remember vividly that I did, and kinda still do. (Though Daryl Hannah’s performance art piece is so awful. “Put out the fire!” Uh, yes please do and let’s never speak of this moment again, okay?)
I was struck though by the realization that I might, might have also been too fond of the Rod Stewart song from the film, “Love Touch.” In my defense, in my preteen years I had zero, I mean zero, taste in music. It was not something I sought out, it was just something that happened, when riding in the car or on the bus to school, just songs playing. Too, I like how more often back then films had just one signature song, rather than now, where it’s just a grab bag of indie bands that anyone could curate by hitting shuffle on their iPod. (I’m looking at you, Amanda Scheer Demme.)
That was a long way around to explaining why if you click the video above you’ll be subjected to a terrible quality video of the Rod Stewart song. (We won’t even bother to parse the lyrics, we’ve all got better things to do, like flossing or changing a lightbulb, which would be more edifying than a deconstruction of the sentiments in the song.) So, then! You’re welcome/I’m sorry.