I re-watched ten minutes of “Rachel Getting Married” as part of a little exercize to further process and contextualize my relationship with “Passing Strange” the Broadway play and Spike Lee movie starring my former client Mark “Stew” Stewart.
I watched scene 23, the wedding scene, that featured Tunde Adebimpe singing a Neil Young song a cappella. Tunde is best known as leader of the acclaimed rock band TV ON THE RADIO (of TVOTR).
There is actually another “Rachel Getting Married” connection: Quincy Tyler Bernstein who has two lines as the 12-step receptionist in the Demme film (“She is here to pee in a cup”, Rachel, Anne Hathaway is or was, Bernstein says), actually originated the role of Stew’s mother when the play workshopped at Stanford. For Broadway and Berkely Rep the role evolved into featuring Elsa Davis, daughter of Angela Davis. Quincy I just recalled or search-inured also once played Ben Affleck in an early production of Mindy Kaling’s “Matt and Ben”, which I saw Mindy originate off-Broadway.
“Rachel Getting Married” almost qualifies as a comedy based on what I was taught a Dartmouth about the strict definition of comedy as being something that ends with a marriage. Or it is about the son to be beating the father in law, in this case a showdown about who can load the dishwasher fastest and most stylistically.
Although it is sort of about Kym, Rachel’s sister and her envy of the good things happening to other people. Their writing songs of love but not for me, kind of thing.
But overall it’s a showcase for who you could get to play your life event if you happen to own a Stamford mansion and be a recording exec with a hot daughter: Cyro Baptista, Robyn Hitchcock, Sister Carol East, Donald Harrison et cetera.
That I only gave myself 10 minutes to review the film and then slapped together this ode rather unsatisfying is also my ode to Nick Hornby and his famous “books I bought books I read” schtick for The Believer. My apartment is crammed with stuff I mean to read, watch or listen to; most of it I own although I have tabs going with several library systems as well.
I did once go to a wedding at a Stamford mansion but don’t recall the music (the groom loves Springsteen, I know, but not enough to let Bruce upstage the futures missus).
I saw Green Day play unannounced at Cinder Block t-shirt companies anniversary party, is as close to the Demme film as I can come. My cousin rocked his own bar mitzvah under name Souldiers (Cross Your Fingers). His first cousin at her wedding had a pretty good cover band and then, at my urging, her brother in law jumped on stage for a song or two. Aleta Hayes sang a Neil Young song at my kickoff party for City Council, and then sang “Rolling and Tumbling” at my concession party, although that’s a red herring.
“Rachel Getting Married” is a red herring inside a red herring, but worth seeing, as Halliwell might say, for two reasons: the music and a reality check about family.
I will have to “spit in the whole and tune again” about how it compares to Stew. Stew and Heidi have another work in progress about Black-Jewish relations in the large sense that maybe crosses some lines about RGM.