His other great line was part of a phone conversation with the movie’s main character, aspiring journalist and awkward teenager, William Miller:
“The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what we share with someone else when we’re uncool.”
Amen, Lester. No one at that show the other night was acting cool. They may have thought they were, but the grown woman my friend saw weeping when the quintet emerged onstage to ear-piercing shrieks after a fifteen year absence? She was not cool. The women dressed in neon leggings, paired with oversize tour t-shirts from 1991, giant hoops earrings and side ponytails? No way were they cool. But they didn’t care, because they were there to dork out and see their favorite band. Whether you’re a Joey, a Jordan, a Donnie, a John or (God help you) a Danny devotee, you were not disappointed on this night.
