Tonight we’re celebrating all that blondes have to offer with the Belgian beer Leffe Blonde and watching the 1953 classic Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. To be honest, I hadn’t seen Gentlemen Prefer Blondes before tonight but there is something refreshing about watching an old school musical comedy. And having a smooth beer by my side doesn’t hurt either.
Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, which stars a sexily-stupid Marilyn Monroe and a snarky (and startlingly horny) Jane Russell, follows two women as they travel to Paris for a ladies getaway before Ms. Monroe gets married. As to be expected of screen women of the 1950’s, they are silly, attention starved and want nothing more than a good, strong man to care for them…with his massive wallet. That’s right, this movie is all about how the most important thing about a man is his money. To be fair, Jane Russell’s character is actually turned off by men who flaunt their money but that doesn’t stop the core of the film from revolving around Marilyn Monroe’s unhealthy obsession with diamonds. What else is interesting is that for a musical-comedy, there is a noticeable lack of musical. There are maybe only four or five numbers in the entire film and they only appear at the film’s opening and close. The body of the film is primarily filled with our two heroines hilarious antics. They ogle men, seduce and drug men, all in good fun. So really, this film has something for everyone. Oh and the US Olympic team shows up and they apparently all have one coach, train for every sport through dance and wear shorts that make them look naked.
So what about our other blonde? Was it silly? Dumb? Or, just like Marilyn Monroe, occasionally brilliant when the mood strikes? Well, it’s kind of hard to say with Leffe Blonde. The first time I ever had this beer, it was on tap and I was blown away. It had a robust nose, a full body and was remarkably smooth. This time around I was drinking from a bottle and the experience was changed. The beer retained that unmistakeable Belgian yeast smell with a hint of banana (yes, banana. These are beer words) but it lost some of that on-tap charm. After the initial flavor dissipated, I was left with a mild, almost stale flavor that was not all that pleasant. In all honesty, I caught myself just drinking more just to mask that odd aftertaste. I want to like Leffe Blonde so badly because of my initial experience with it, but I just can’t seem to replicate that when I buy it bottled. So if you see this blondie on tap, I would recommend it but if it’s all bottled up, you might want to think twice.
And that was our blonde evening. The movie was classic cinematic fun and there are worse things than watching that Marilyn Monroe shake it. The beer was good but not great, which was a bit of a let down. But hey, my word isn’t final. Maybe I’m just having a blonde moment.
Keeping drinking my friends!
Tonight’s Tasting Notes:
Smooth all the way down
Classic, Belgian yeasty aroma and flavor
Left a bit to be desired in its aftertaste
Gentlemen Prefer Blondes:
1950’s sex humor is better than 2010’s sex humor
Being blonde doesn’t mean you’re stupid, but the odds aren’t in your favor
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend