Katy Perry is the greatest musical artist of all time.
Rihanna is a worldwide legendary and iconic singer known for her heavenly voice. She is the greatest pop star who ever walked the planet and Barbados was created just to carry her until she made her groundbreaking, innovative debut album, Music of the Sun, aka Music of a Legend.
I'm such a sucker for coming-of-age films and bildungsroman literature.
Coming-of-age films affect me so much, even when I've seen them before. It's strange because, while these works do mirror my own childhood in a way, what I think I relate to more is the idea of going through that transition with friends like that. The idea of coming-of-age seems so special to me, and I overhype it and wish I could experience it again. It feels like such a romanticized 60s-80s idea now, too.
Once we hit sexual maturity, the dynamics of friendship change so much.
I feel more comfortable with my friends now than I did when I was 12, but I think that has to do with my security in my emotional maturity.
That being said, I've never been that big of a fan of Stand By Me.
It's funny because when I first saw it, I wanted to say the worst part about it was the acting. But the kids aren't bad actors. The worst part about it is that the director planted sudden, unrealistic emotional turns all over the movie. One second, they'd be kids, and the next second, they'd be a piece of a nostalgic director's idea of what a special adolescent relationship looks like.
I've sort of come to appreciate that, though. The movie does really give you a taste of that genuine childhood world: you get the meaningless conversations, the on-the-verge-of-sexual-tension topics, and the juvenile fun and innocence. But, in a sense, what you really get is a director projecting his vision of what the coming-of-age experience should be like, or at least how we all want to look back on it.
I've never read The Body, so I'm not sure how much of that was a piece of King's original novel. I will, however, say that Stephen King's It is one of the most marvelous, seemingly authentic, and engrossing images of coming-of-age in the 1950s that I've ever experienced.