High Fidelity
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One thing Ive been wondering aboutHigh Fidelityis how much Rob actually cares about running a record store.
She bought Championship Vinyl and dropped out of college in the midst of the Great Recession.
Who does she know who has a car?
Guys, remember Clyde?
ItsParker Posey, but its notjustParker Posey.
Noreen wants to sell her no-good cheating husbands amazing record collection.
It is my fervent hope that Posey improvised these examples with episode writers Kravitz and E.T.
Feigenbaum, and that the set production team made her hilarious, unsettling whimsies real.
His entire performance seems to say, Oh, you thoughtGordon Kleinwas bad?
Well, get a load of this guy!
He has everything: a midlife crisis ponytail!
An incoherent mess of accessories!
An affinity for James Bonds signature cocktail fromCasino Royale!
A perpetual boner for the sound of his own voice!
A goddamned pinkie ring!
Dont leave these good nerdy tourist dollars on the table!
He simplyinsiststhat Clyde listen to the classic 1984 albumWings Over America.
Maybe to you, pal!
Music improves Show Robs life.
Its a core part of her identity, but its not primarily a tool to keep people out.
Clydes theft of the Bowie record acknowledges Robs love of music as a connector.
He sees her, and its lovely.
Rob, that boy likes you.
It seems that you like him.
Heres how you could test that hypothesis: spend some more time together, and see how it goes?
Maybe kiss each other?
Play him that Bowie record?
You have options, so try one!
The liquid nitrogen coldness of Clydes delivery of Thats a flawlessJagger could frost a thousand martini glasses.
Is this scene a sly shout-out toClueless?
