Guest post by Abby Wilson
If I remember correctly—and I might not since I wasn’t alive at the time—that was achieved without iTunes. People actually had to leave their homes to purchase that song.
Unfathomable. Those 6 million listeners must not have seen this nonsensical montage to the stuff of which my nightmares are now made.
I needed a glass of wine to make it through the whole video. I kept waiting for the hook, for the melody to diversify and draw me in, but it was as if the first 45 seconds of chords had been looped through that visual assault of ridiculousness. PAINFUL. But it was probably painful for Ms. Tyler as well since her vocal chords are partially damaged.
- Demon-eyed choirboys who FLY (see Guy’s post on the Swamp Demon of Louisiana — cousins?)
- Scantily-clad back up dancers. In loincloths. When is a loincloth a bad idea? (A: Always)
- Ninjas and gymnasts
- Football players
- Men in swim goggles
- A formal toast in which they spill wine (cardinal sin)
- Throwing birds
Do I even need to address the vast chasm between the lyrics and the visuals? How many times does the demon-eyed boy ask her to turn around, bright eyes? SHE NEVER TURNS AROUND. How hard would it have been to coordinate that?
And is she wearing lingerie or a really ugly wedding dress? I can’t tell.
Just when we think ritual animal sacrifice would be the only thing to make this video creepier, we see the ninjas and choirboys lined up for school with Bonnie as their teacher. So in the end, we find ourselves accomplices in a terrifying teacher-student prep school fantasy. At least that explains the loincloths…