Gary and I recently attended the house warming party of our friends, Robert and Alfredo, in San Francisco. I immediately was drawn to their front room where their big plasma HDTV TV sat. I am hoping to get one this summer.
Robert put on the musical, Hairspray, that he recorded from one of his premium cable channels. That movie has a lot of colors so it showed off the TV’s capabilities very well.
I saw the movie in the theatre when it came out. I enjoyed it. John Travolta and Christopher Walken were great! I loved when they did that duet together as Edna and Wilbur Turnblad. Although, Robert was more critical of Travolta’s performance. Okay, let me get back to point.
The HDTV experience mesmerized me. It was LOVE at first resolution line. First, the vivid, clarity against the pronounced black hues brought the colors out so well. It was like the screen was dipped in a bowl full of Disney and Pixar. It was beautiful.
The colors were dancing in my eyes. I was lost to this new dream world. The Idiot Box just got charming.
My world of pure sensation was interrupted but some chatter. That kind of chatter that had that tinge of high pitch nasal sound that came with critical disdain. The kind my aunties would get when they talked about the newly new divorced neighbor lady who lived next door to my grandmother’s house, every time she brought a new man home.
The chatter was coming out from the mouth of Alfredo and out of the mouth of his friend, Antonio. They were running down the movie and pointing out a lot of negative aspects. Not exactly. They were running down the hairstyles, make up and clothes in the movie.
Before I go on, Alfredo just completed his first semester in cosmetology school so of course he is now a fashion and style expert. Apparently, HDTV just brought all of his skill sets to the surface. He noticed every bad wig line, every make up imperfection. Every wrinkle line. I mean EVERY wrinkle line.
From what he and Antonio were saying, you would think we were watching a horror movie! Alfredo made Michelle Pfeiffer sound like a skinny, wrinkled ghoul. I looked at her through lenses of HDTV. I did see wrinkles. OMG! There were a lot!
I started seeing pimples and other things on the other actors’ faces. The clarity of HDTV made everything look a lot more fake. Everyone aged a decade or two.
As I was about to fall into despair thinking that HDTV will take away the fantasy out of TV. That it will take away all the impossible perfected images we see portrayed in TV that I love; and that it make these gods and goddesses of the small screen seem… well….ordinary…like me.. Yes, just as the tube was about to burn out in my mind, Alfredo said , with the finesse of Joan Rivers, “They are coming up with special make up for HDTV.”
Hope rose in my heart. I leaned over to Gary. I am getting one of those HDTV’s before the end of the summer. Only bigger.
How about you?