Every March the Renaissance Faire shows up in my town. I'm not one of those people who is into the whole medieval or Renaissance thing nor am I one of those who specifically goes to make fun of those who put their all into it. Over the years I have enjoyed watching jousting, seen a ten foot tall walking tree, a blue ogre, ridden a camel and have learned that the one industry in America that seems to appreciate like I do the idea that women are more attractive when the look like women instead of when they look like skeleton is the belly dancing industry.
As I left the Renaissance Faire this year, I could not help but wonder why this unique celebration of a historical epoch that stimulates creativity in the same way that celebration of idiocy like that which takes place on the street of New Orleans during Mardi Gras has not yet produced a great motion picture comedy.
A number of films have been made that touch upon Renaissance Faires and one, "All's Faire in Love" apparently centers its romantic comedy around those taking part in the celebration of all things leathery. Haven't seen. Can't comment on it. Maybe it is that great Ren Faire comedy, but if so it fell deep beneath the radar.
Setting a comedy within the boundaries of the Renaissance Faire subculture brings many cinematic positives with even before you get around the specific qualities of a script. In the first place, you've got all those heaving bosoms practically leaping out of the surprisingly immodest clothing of the period. Breasts on the verge of tumbling forth is always a good thing for moviemakers. The other side of this idea is the codpieces and really tight pants to slap on male fantasy participants.
Belly dancers! Of course, Hollywood's version of Renaissance Faire belly dancers would likely look more like the anorexic Angelina Jolie than the Ren Faire regulars who look like women were intended to look. A comedy set at the Renaissance Faire could even add some social commentary to its humor with a statement about the tremendous damage that has been done to the self worth of the female over the past 500 or so years in which 21st century ideals have resulted the height of sexual desirability today being coincident with the results of banishment from the village for being a witch resulting in a loss of 30 pounds as a result of unsuccessful foraging for food.
Jousting. Fake fortune tellers. Jester hats sold for 50 bucks. Falconry exhibits. So many elements at play upon which to build comedy. So many elements being wasted in exchange for another mindless sex comedy about horny guys and poster girls for the Limbaugh Hall of Shame.
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