The two-line TV onscreen description summarized the film something like this: a twenty-nine year-old woman gets dumped three weeks before her wedding and then struggles to find love and happiness. I didn’t watch the film because of the blurb. I watched because of the title.
Lola Versus happens to be the first two words from the title of one of my favorite all-time albums, Lola Versus Powerman and the Money-go-round, Part One, from my all-time favorite band, The Kinks. I would call it an iconic album, but the fact that so few people seem aware of its importance (existence?) kind of argues against the useful definition of the term.
My love for The Kinks is such that even the merest suggestion of something connected to them brings me running. My loyalty to The Kinks means I sometimes end up enduring things I wouldn’t otherwise endure.
Remember the movie Club Paradise? Of course you don’t; no one does. It came out in 1986, and starred Robin Williams, Rick Moranis, Eugene Levy, Jimmy Cliff, and, if you can believe it, Peter O’Toole. In the commercials for the film, they used the Kinks’ song “Apeman,” also from the album Lola Versus Powerman etc., etc. That was enough for me. Elizabeth and I went to see it the summer we started dating.
Club Paradise put me in a difficult spot. For years afterward I defended the film, insisting that it was “okay,” or “so-so.” But it wasn’t. It was dreadful. Only I couldn’t bring myself to admit it, because they had been kind enough to feature “Apeman” prominently in the film. With my twisted sense of fealty, I felt like I owed Club Paradise something because they had publicly acknowledged the greatness of my favorite band.
Here's the trailer for Club Paradise: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w9Ud2UJCv4s (go ahead; it's worth it just to see Rick Moranis and Eugene Levy dressed in their 80's dweebish best)