Writing Helga-esque monologues to my girlfriend.
Failing to be nearly as poetic and honest as a 9 year old.
I’m watching the Hey Arnold! episode “Married” because it’s one of my favorites.
But I noticed something pretty amusing during the scene where Rhonda’s fortune teller predicts Arnold will marry Helga:
Gerald. Are you ok?
Hey Arnold! and Art History
In the Hey Arnold! Episode of “Helga and the Nanny”, Big Bob hires a housekeeper and nanny to care for Helga and the house since Miriam is starting community service at the animal shelter. As some people may or may not know, Miriam (Helga’s mother) is an alcoholic. Yeah; those smoothies were a little more than just that. So it can be assumed why she has to do community service. Anyway, Inga the nanny arrives and enters the kitchen where Helga and Miriam are seated:
Inga: Good morning, everyone. I’m Inga. Oh! And you must be Helga.
Helga: No. She’s Helga and I’m Toulouse-Lautrec.
Here is where it becomes interesting. Helga switches herself and her mother. But Toulouse-Lautrec isn’t Helga’s mom! Yes. I know this. But Henri de Toulouse-Leutrec is one of the great Post-Impressionist painters of France. Many of you may know him for his paintings of the Moulin Rouge, a swanky French bar for artists.
Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
At the Moulin Rouge
A little known fact about Toulouse-Lautrec was that he was an alcoholic for most of his life. Do to inbreeding in his family, his legs did not develop completely leaving him crippled and of considerably short stature. Depression over his condition led to promiscuous drinking.
And so, as you may have already connected, Toulouse-Lautrec is Helga’s way of calling her mother out on her drinking problem.
Then again, this isn’t the first time Helga Pataki seems to know a thing or two about art. She easily identifies an Edward Hopper print while at the psychologist’s office in “Helga on the Couch”.
I am always impressed by finding such small moments in shows like Hey Arnold!, where I may not have noticed it before.
edit: And let’s not forget this little gem:
Why haven’t I done this yet? I’m such a douchebag. Keeping your vaginas clean… All the time…
My bit of information that may be too much is that I act out and play roles or characters when I am by myself. I really do talk to myself too much, but then I’ll turn it into an interview or an episode of “Cribs” or into a movie where someone is trying to explain a dire dilemma. Other times, I make believe that I’m a character. Lately I’ve been playing a lot of Helga from “Hey Arnold”.
I seriously love her, so it’s funny. So yeh, holding conversation with myself and acting in the shower and all that good stuff is what I do.
Is that too much?