Wait until the last line, that’s my favorite, but this whole trailer is pretty great, isn’t it?
I always knew the word “shenanigans,” but it wasn’t a word I ever, say, threw into a conversation.
Until the movie Juno, a spectacular, truly brilliant film about a really smart teenager (well, she wasn’t that smart when it came to birth control), who gets pregnant. Ellen Page is a revelation. Anyway, there is a scene in which Jenifer Garner, who is going to adopt Juno’s baby, asks her if she shouldn’t be getting home and she replies, “I’m already pregnant, what other kind of shenanigans can I get into?” Boom. I fell in love with not only Ellen Page’s delivery, but also that word. Shenanigans.
First there’s the hilarious sound of it. Usually “sh” isn’t funny, but it lends a certain hilarity here. Sometimes I see words in my mind. My daughter does to. When she was little she told us she thought of China as an giant onion. Some parents might have worried, but I understood. Anywho, I see clowns doing cartwheels in front of a ferris wheel when I hear the word “shenanigans.” I have no idea why, but there you have it.
Lately the word just seems to be one I want to use and hear over and over again. There’s something so funny and flip about it, something so genuine and silly. This is an example of how you can be grateful for anything, even something as simple as a word. Start looking around.