Well, since so many people are debating the accuracy of movies like Titanic and others. I just happened to come across this article in this week's "Entertainment Weekly".
"Since the Singer is set in 1985, you don't need your American history textbook to pick out the anachronisms- just some quality couch time with VH-1"
A Lost-In-Time DeLorean
Detail- Drew Barrymore's trend-sucking yuppie boyfriend Glenn proudly tools around in his cool DeLorean.
Fact- The stainless-steel sports car was produced only for two short years, 1981 and 1982, and was universally considered a bomb way before 1985.
Comment- The car was a joke in Back to the Future.
Michael Jackson Fashion
Detail- Sandler's friend Sammy, a Jackson devotee, shows up at a party wearing a red "Beat It" jacket and a single white glove.
Fact- The look might have been hip in 1982, when Thriller was released, but it was considered dorky and dated by 1985.
Comment- The style was already a visual gag in 1984's Beverly Hills Cop.
Burt and Loni
Detail- The owner of a wedding-photo company waxes romantic about married couples destined to stay together forever-including, she coos, "Burt and Loni".
Fact- Burt and Loni did not get hitched until 1988.
Comment- The rug looked fake in 1985 as it does now.
Culture Club
Detail- Sandler's Boy George-look-alike keyboardist knows only one song: " Do You Really Want to Hurt Me." Wedding Guest are shocked by the androgynous look.
Fact- Culture Club's breakthrough hit was released in 1982. By 1985, the group was slipping off the charts, and lead singer George had become a pop-culture punchline.
Comment- Use your own punchline.
Madonna
Detail- Drew Barrymore's friend Holly is a Madonna wannabe: wild curly hair; rubber bracelets, black lace, etc.
Fact- Holly's "Holiday" look was Ciccone circa 1983. By 1985, Madonna was opting for a more glamorous, Material Girl style with blonder hair reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe's. Diamonds became the girl's best friend.
Comment-Are the Madonna nudes stll available (with or without the hairy pits)?
Gosh, I thought that every movie was accurate. This is a travesity to the survivors of the 1980's. I demand justice. The director and producers should go straight to hell listening only to "Life in a Northern Town" by the Dream Academy, twenty-four hours a day. Their outfits should be nothing but skin tight leather pants with a snuggie so bad that their eyes pop out of their sockets. The only way out of hell is sitting through a Tony Danza marathon of movies, TV movies and kiddy sitcoms. Gosh, we all should take movies so seriously, don't ya think?
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