Thursday, May 22, 2008

Fashion Advice from the Movies Installment 1 - For the Gentlemen

Dear Menfolk, I know there are some troubling media images out there that might misguide you in your outfitting efforts. In a post-Metrosexual world, it can be hard to make the right fashion choices. But--please--I beg of you, shave your pubey beards, retire your True Religion jeans, and for heaven's sake, doff your dreadful ironic t-shirts (you didn't like Motley Crue the first time around). Allow me to guide you in matters relating to style, using a template we can all relate to: Genre Cinema. I implore you to recognize that there are lessons to be learned from these valuable cultural documents, provided one is looking in the right places.


1. Accessories - if you feel like you're wearing too many, add another. Just look at Coffin Joe--he could have stopped at the top hat and cape, nodding to that earlier icon of evil style, Count Dracula. Instead, CJ makes this statement his own, adding facial hair (well-groomed--take note!) and long, curving Mandarin fingernails. Is this evocation of Fu Manchu an example of cultural appropriation? Nay--I say this is the sign of a worldly fellow who is not willing to accept ethnic stereotypes. Our wicked Brazillian undertaker goes a step further, accessorizing even in his choice of companion--a disfigured hunchback--creating a truly multi-textured style narrative.



2. Leather is always the right choice. Don't be limited by colors. Sure, chicks dig the bad boy image of black leather, and its has a classic, seasonless appeal cannot be denied. A light-colored leather is perfect for camoflauge, as Diabolik shows us above, and this fresh hue blends seamlessly with Spring's whimsical color palette.


3. Pair a fabulous hairstyle with a say-something codpiece. In "The New Barbarians," men are challenged by more than just surviving after the nuclear apocalypse--they need to come up with a garment statement that balances personal expression with all-important Junk Protection. Fred Williamson had no problem kicking it to the ladies, even though his character was burdened with the unfortunate name "Nadir." Why, you may ask? Clearly his apparel played an important role--Nadir was at the Apex of post-nuke style, with his gold-plated codpiece and sporty headband. Not to be outdone, the marauding Templars sported outfits that coordinated without playing "matchey matchey." Uniforms don't have to be uniform--think outside the box! Lest we move on to quickly, let's not underplay the impact of a sleek half-ponytail or a butch purple mowhawk. Not ready for such a display of follicular flash? Consider some brushed-in highlights, sported so chicly in this film by George Eastman. He's come miles since "Anthropophagus," hasn't he?

4. Forget smiles--let a smirk be your umbrella. Trust me on this one. She looks like she's all upset, but Satan has clearly won her over with his charms, possibly aided by his flashy cape (see rule 1 above).


5. Don't be afraid of cosmetics; just make sure you're the guy with the baseball bat. That's why the mime gang didn't get much screen time in "The Warriors"--going half way never works.


6. Pick the right pair of jeans. Related to Rule 5, if you pick the wrong pair of jeans, carry a machine gun. This means you no longer have to fear ironing a crease in the front of your bell-bottoms or sporting a crotch-crushing eighteen-inch rise. Set your inner Urkel free as long as you've got the right firepower. Which brings us to Rule 7...


7. The "What Would Helmut Berger Do?" [WWHBD?] Rule. This is related to the Berger Corollary (see footnote here) and, frankly, may not apply to a wider demographic. Still, you could potentially tap into a little bit of that hott Teutonic mojo with a zebra car coat of your own. Try it--what do you have to lose?

20 comments:

Radio_Redhead said...

I love you.

That is all.

sara said...

I can't help but notice that certain beige leather headmasks also serve a "emphasizing ones big weird eyebrows" sort of function.

joanarkham said...

You rule.

Also, you need to come dress my husband. It's such a shame that he is so straight.

*sigh*

Tenebrous Kate said...

I love you too, ladies, trust me.

Sara--I think the beige leather is brave. The eyebrow arching helps keep him looking villainous in spite of the sunny look of the light-colored leathers. Diabolik is clearly creating a statement that's based on contrasts.

Joan--how does your husband feel about leather and codpieces? Or maybe we should start slow, with a cape, and then work our way up from there.

flightless said...

That was just brilliant. However, what about footwear? If you don't provide guidelines, they will be wearing mandals with their baldricks.

Rogue Spy 007 said...

Hey Kate. You rock! I especially love the one featuring the Diabolik style. I thought he looked cool in and out of his costume. Great blog post.

Tenebrous Kate said...

Flightless--oh dear! That's pretty much a glaring omission, isn't it? I'm going to recommend Snake Plissken and Mad Max as good templates for footwear. Because--yeah--I'm not so much about the bare manfeet.

Rogue Spy--thanks :) You can't go wrong using Diabolik as a style icon, that's for darn sure.

flightless said...

Not "glaring omission," more "fodder for future blogging"! Because this post is definitely, as the kids say, Made Of Win.

Cranky Yankee said...

You forgot about one important fashion feature...the open shirt! For that manly man to show off ample chest hair! No little boy looking skin allowed.

Chest hair is coming back, y'know. No more, little-boy-wannabes (thank Goddess!). Only manly men need apply...and I'm taking applications. ;-)

The Vicar of VHS said...

I'm late to the love-in here, but my love goes further, into the spiralling delirium of all-encompassing lust! And all because of this post!

Yes, this post has officially turned me into a stalker. But a pacificst, animal-loving, cripplingly shy stalker, which means my stalking will be confined to reading everything you post and making goo-goo eyes at it. ;)

BTW, Coffin Joe also had the happenin' medallion going on. I know it's easy to get distracted by the cape, the hat, the nails, and the unibrow, but for CJ, too much is never enough.

I agree that you should start planning a footwear post--the girls in the background of that zebra-coat still are sporting some kinky boots, and there are about a million great examples from the films of 1971 alone. Start your research!

Tenebrous Kate said...

Cranky--It looks like my fashion advice is a hit! I will be adding in "open shirts" to the list, along with a response to the demand for an examination of footwear. I'll be sure to get some swanky chest hair pictures just for you, my dearest.

Vicar--Let's run away together and plan our evil coup. We've been stalking each other from the sidelines for TOO long now. When the Tenebrous Empire comes to power, I want to offer you a totally bitchin' role as Grand Vizier or something equally sinister and fabulous. It will involve lots of finger-tenting and eyebrow arching. Start practicing now.

I was *considering* making my entree into the fashion post world with an examination of shoes, but I was worried that people might see that and think I was a pervert. Or--at least--a kind of pervert that I am actually not. Or something like that...

ARBOGAST said...

Forget "What would Helmut Berger Do"... I want to know "What Would Helmut Berger Wear."

Let's run away together and plan our evil coup.

If you drove an evil coupe, you wouldn't have to run.

And I'd like to throw my hat into the ring for Exchequer of the Tenebrous Empire. I don't know what an Exchequer does, actually, but I think it's a bitching job title.

Tenebrous Kate said...

If you drove an evil coupe, you wouldn't have to run.

Part Fantomas, Part Groucho Marx--it's a good combination. I'm entirely comfortable with this. In fact, that's probably the very mix of qualities that would mark an outstanding Tenebrous Exchequer. You're hired, Arbogast!

The Vicar of VHS said...

>>Vicar--Let's run away together and plan our evil coup. We've been stalking each other from the sidelines for TOO long now.

I agree--there's no point fighting it any longer! Once we've established our mountain stronghold and hired legions of black orcs to beat the populace into submission, we'll have spiked tea and crumpets and watch Awakening of the Beast at the inaugural crowning festival. It'll be...*arches eyebrows and tents fingers*..excellent.

>>I was worried that people might see that and think I was a pervert.

And this would be a bad thing...how?

--Grand Vizier of the New Tenebrous Empire

Mick said...

Jesus Kate, I've just spent five months growing this bastard beard. I look like frikking Grizzly Adams and now you tell me it is not cool. No wonder the pale listless single mums were giving me the wide berth. Either that or they spotted my giant intellect.

Pierre Fournier said...

Arbo: Exchequer is a money guy, sort of like a tax auditor. They wear shoulder pads and poofy shirts.

I think you meant “Executioner”. You’d get to wear tights and a hood over your head, which is more your style.

Steve Langton said...

I'd take the Diabolik leather, a Travis Bickle/Joe Strummer mohawk and Harv's Res Dogs shades. Oh yeah, and to be topical, Indy's whip.

Great post!

Tenebrous Kate said...

Mick--work the beard with panache, confidence and the appropriate arsenal. Maybe you need more sinister accessories...?

Steve--good incorporation of weaponry into your fashion statement. You've picked up on this advice extremely well already!

Karswell said...

Cross over into the realm of codpiece horror music and the world could learn of something grand to do with a circular saw blade courtesy of W.A.S.P.'s Blackie Lawless.

"Is that a circular saw blade in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" she asked.

Tenebrous Kate said...

Karswell--oh, I dasn't even approach the topic of Things I Learned About Fashion From Heavy Metal. You're talking to a girl who used to own super-high leopard-print platform boots solely because she saw Alice Cooper wearing a pair in a vintage photograph.