Boomers, Batman, and Beetlejuice

Michael Keaton hosted Saturday Night Live this week and in his monologue he mentions that his new film, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, is out in theatres.

The theatrical film business being what it is – you might not know this.  But suffice it to say it is the sequel to what else – the 1980s megahit where he reprises his ghostly title role because, well, why not?  For once it makes sense and shouldn’t at all be seen like a cash grab.  If only because ghosts in heavy white makeup can believably go 35 years without showing their age. 

Works for me!

Especially if they remain as funny, trim and committed to playing a character and, thus, earning a laugh, as he is.

Keaton’s always been a really great actor – equally outstanding and believable in the broadest comedy and darkest drama (Note: On the latter score, rent the film he just directed and stars in, Knox Goes Away, on Amazon and you’ll see just how talented he really is.  Or watch his recent Emmy-winning turn in the terrific Hulu miniseries, Dopesick (2021) ).

Remember when Birdman won Best Picture?

It’s worth noting we’re sort of running out of these type of movie star/actors. 

The kind that maintain a career over forty years and whose work in iconic roles span multiple generations.  The self-deprecating stay-at-home dad from Mr. Mom,  the first and second modern-day, darkly tortured Batman, the crazed or not-crazed, depending on your POV, actor/bird in Birdman, even the straight down the middle newspaper editor in his other Best Picture Oscar-winning, Spotlight.

classically trained

Still, there’s something about Beetlejuice that was evident on Saturday night.  Keaton’s opening wasn’t merely a cheap promo for his new movie, but rather a moment that gave an opportunity for 2024 SNL cast member Mikey Day and former SNL cast member Andy Samberg (2005-2012) to both come out in the heavy white makeup, dressed in the bold white and black striped suit and wearing the crazy green wig, doing their best Beetlejuice doppelgangers. 

For the comics, who were aged 10 and 12, respectively, when the film came out, it looked like a fantasy come to life, and they couldn’t curtail their enthusiasm for getting to dress up as one of their childhood touchstones next to the guy who created/IS him. 

It’s a whole look

To that end, they confessed the tribute was really designed to goad him into once again at least doing the Beetlejuice voice, which the slightly embarrassed Keaton finally does, sort of, by the end of the bit.

The same way Jennifer Anniston did when former SNL cast member Vanessa Bayer did her Rachel from Friends bit in 2016.

The Rachel haircut is the cherry on top

The same way Nicholas Cage appeared to be when Samberg did his overwrought Cage persona on SNL in 2012.

The same way Jerry Seinfeld couldn’t help doing when then SNL’s Jimmy Fallon did his sing-song Seinfeld star/character in 1999 and…

The same way Joe Coker performed alongside one of SNL’s original Not Ready For Prime Time Players, John Belushi, when the latter sang as an impeccable, soundalike/lookalike Joe Cocker in 1976.

Which is to say nothing of all the real-life politico drop-ins.

There is a new four-part MSNBC documentary entitled My Generation running on consecutive Saturday nights covering the baby boomers (born 1946-64), Generation X (born 1965-1981), millennials (born 1981-1996), and Gen Z (born after 1997). The promo material states the eight-hour series “will document the iconic events, people, and media that shaped each generation” and describes it as “a dose of nostalgia for those who lived through these times and a primer for those who did not.”

I guess.

But I watched some of them and couldn’t help wondering — who makes up these categories anyway? 

Wait… right?

I can tell you as a baby boomer that there is a huge generational difference between those born in 1946, 1955 and 1963.  For instance, in 1948, only 1% of U.S. households owned a….TELEVISION.

It wasn’t until 1957 that the first passenger jets were in use.  And in 1964, The Beatles made their first stateside appearance on television, mere months after Pres. John F. Kennedy was assassinated.

I’m old enough to vaguely remember the debut of The Beatles but a world where almost no one had a TV or flew on a big airplane, well, that’s a product of someone else’s generation.

Embracing my inner Waldorf and Statler

Still, I do get I’m kind of old.   Which, if you get to be the age of any baby boomer, you will realize is really a privilege.

At least that’s what one old person told me some years ago.

This is all to say that if you really want to reflect on generational differences, just go to nbc.com or YouTube and watch a bunch of SNL clips through the years.  That will take you to what once was and you will also appreciate the passage of time AND get a few chuckles, or at least a couple of nostalgic, Oh my Gods, in the process.

And if you need a reference….

To that end –-  shameless self-promotion – VERY shameless – you can get a copy of: The SNL Companion: An Unofficial Guide to the Seasons, Sketches, and Stars of Saturday Night Live on Amazon.  Here’s the link: https://a.co/d/888Dhde

I wrote it, along with my better half, Stephen Tropiano, and, along with a bunch of fun history, quips and pithy historical observations, it has an episode guide where you can pick and choose your pleasure or…poison. 

Sure does!

What you will fondly relive and remember or what you will skip over, ignore or forever choose to deny.

Mere documentaries do not allow you to make that choice.

SNL Michael Keaton Monologue (10/19/24)

Macho Men

We might be on the verge of voting in our first female president so it seems only fitting that in its closing days this election has suddenly become about…

Masculinity.

Oh hey.

This is what happens in a country primarily ruled by men.

 And, in terms of the top job, ONLY ruled by men.

As a gay man I’ve always had an odd relationship with the “M” word. 

Macho. Effeminate. Toxic. Weak. Strong.  Hot.  Silent. Violent. Loving. Sensitive.  Kind. Caring.  Caretaker. Provider. Independent. Lone Wolf.  Alpha. Beta. Follower. Leader. President. King.

me

Searching for identity through the decades I can testify that nobody knows exactly what “M” is because it depends on the situation and, quite frankly, the month and the year and the decade that you ask.

This is why most men that I know choose to take what they want from one or more of the above categories, as well as from others of their own (Note: And/or from those passed on to them by their families), mix it all together in adolescence and through their twenties, and emerge as you see them, nee us, today.

A messy experiment in maleness that has no real definition and knows no bounds.  Or constraints.

Like.. whatever this is!

True, I’m being a little cute by half.  But some of us guys learn to do just that to confuse you.   Though mostly it’s to avoid giving you a definitive answer or read on who we are.

We try to pretend we’ve got secrets..  But usually, in our quiet moments, we’re simply just as confused as you are. Or anyone.

This weekend I went to see The Apprentice, aka the Donald Trump origin story, so you wouldn’t have to.  Actually, you should see it.  It’s gritty, troubling, never-boring and features two top notch performances by Sebastian Stan (Younger Trump) and Jeremy Strong (Younger Trump’s lawyer/mentor Roy Cohn).   

Oh my car phone

One of the things that might surprise you is that much of  DJT’s big, bold, amoral, ruthless faux “masculine” behavior was taught to him by a small, closeted, gay Jewish man from New York City in the 1970s. 

Okay, you might think you already know this but to actually see it fully dramatized on a great big movie screen is to finally really KNOW it. 

Me, on the way to the theater

Roy Cohn was a wealthy, powerful lawyer and kingmaker in New York.  A thoroughly corrupt but extremely successful man who traveled in the most exclusive monied circles in the city who rose to fame as lawyer for the disgraced 1950’s right wing Commie-chasing Senator Joseph McCarthy, and as the U.S. Department of Justice prosecutor who won a questionable espionage case against Julius and Ethel Rosenberg and took public and very gleeful pride when it led to their electric chair executions in 1953 and left their two young children parentless.

But back to the film.

OK but only if we can talk about Ivana’s coat

To see a fangless, twenty-something wannabe, pudgy, nothingburger Trump from Queens literally on his knees worshipping at the feet of the silk suited, Satanic Cohn – locking eyes into his death stare as various male assistants and boyfriends linger about and help him do his dirty work – is one of the great juxtapositions of hateful masculine power broking I’ve ever witnessed.  

Whether it figuratively or literally happened in that moment, history and facts and Trump himself often credits Cohn’s three cold, creepy phrases as his North Star to success in life as a powerful and VERY Alpha Male.

  1. Attack, Attack, Attack
  2. Deny Everything and Admit Nothing (aka – What Is Truth?) – and –
  3. Never Admit Defeat (aka – Always Declare Victory)
Hear our prayer

The Cohn/Trump strongman is a fictional strawman packaged with a big red ribbon instead of a femmy pink one.  A shell game and a blame game whose only end game is winning at all costs.  In other words –personal gain. 

It is this breach of masculinity that former President Obama stepped into this past week at a rally for Kamala Harris in Pittsburgh. Addressing the Trump by way of Cohn brand, he spoke specifically to the men in that very large (Note: The LARGEST!)  crowd when he stated:

“I’m sorry, gentlemen, I’ve noticed…especially with some men who seem to think Trump’s behavior — the bullying and the putting people down — is a sign of strength…

Real strength is about working hard and carrying a heavy load without complaining. Real strength is about taking responsibility for your actions and telling the truth even when it’s inconvenient. Real strength is about helping people who need it and standing up for those who can’t always stand up for themselves.

Obama was more blunt at a small campaign office full of Black men later that day when he pushed the message further and more personally.  Noting that he was getting reports from the campaign that energy and turnout in black communities, especially among males, was not quite where it was when he was running, and that it “seems to be more pronounced with the brothers,” he told them point blank:

Part of it makes me think — and I’m speaking to men directly — part of it makes me think that, well, you just aren’t feeling the idea of having a woman as president, and you’re coming up with other alternatives and other reasons for that…. Well, women in our lives have been getting our backs this entire time… When we get in trouble and the system isn’t working for us, they’re the ones out there marching and protesting.”

Say that again

And for those on the fence, still tempted by the power brand of Trump, aka the strength he exudes, Obama had a calm, well-reasoned but extremely compelling contrast between the Black and Asian heritaged Kamala Harris and the Supremely White former president, and lawfully confirmed despite his inability to do so,  2020 presidential loser.

On the one hand, you have somebody who grew up like you, knows you, went to college with you, understands the struggles and pain and joy that comes from those experiences…And on the other side, you have someone who has consistently shown disregard, not just for the communities, but for you as a person.”

Will someone please pick up the mic?

It will be “interesting” to see whether a more evolved,  21st century type of “M” will break through the zeitgeist and allow the first woman in U.S. history, a woman of color no less,  to occupy the Oval Office.

Yes allow.  Because the old-fashioned kind does not cede the ground easily.

Village People – “Macho Man”