You tell 'em, Sam!
That's exactly what Bruce was saying and exactly what Frank Loesser was writing about. It reminds me of the blatant sexual aggression in GUYS AND DOLLS when Sky gets Sarah drunk in Havana and then she unleashes her dormant racial hatred towards Latinos in the bar fight. (Not to mention Loesser's thoughtlessly cruel attitudes towards gender confusion in WHERE'S CHARLEY?.)
I'm not a lover of "Baby, It's Cold Outside" and couldn't care less if I never hear it again, but just because SNL fashions a (pretty funny and pointed) 20-second skit out of it doesn't mean I think it's somehow been revealed for the hateful, misogynistic screed it always was. It's always struck me as a very mid-century, slightly smarmy lounge song, not one that I would necessarily think of as "Christmassy" but not anything inherently offensive. (You could stick Bill Cosby into any song nowadays and it would shine a new and unpleasant light on the lyrics.) |
