My twenties began squarely in the winter of 1990, meaning that I was the perfect age for much of the silliness of the 1990s: Acid wash, mullets, line-dancing… (In my defense, I usually just watched from a barstool and sang along, since I was the only one who could hit the high notes in ‘My Maria.) I was also perfectly poised to love the works of Kevin Smith, who remains a fave-rave creator to this day. Maybe it’s that Dante and I have the same facial hair or that Randal seemed to be the epitome of cool before age and perspective made it clear what a little smackweasel he was. Maybe it’s just that I couldn’t decide whether I’d want to hang out with Jay or Silent Bob, whether it’s better to have a friend who handles the talking, no matter how much of a dullard he is, or to have a quiet backup ready to tell people about chasing Amy, leading to today’s life-partneral query…
The MS-QOTD (pronounced “burr-zurr-kah”) reminds Faithful Spoilerites that, no, you can’t choose “None of the above”, we’re cruel here at the MS-QOTD, asking: If you had to choose a new best friend from the front of the Quik Stop, would you pick Jay or Silent Bob?
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Silent Bob. I couldn’t take hyperactive Jay all the time.
Jay from Mallrats. He got to hyper in later films.
Since my nickname back home is already Silent Bob, I have to go with Jay. The dynamic wouldn’t change much, I am just a somewhat slightly more vocal version of Bob who doesn’t partake due to medical reasons.
But Silent Bob wouldn’t be without a foul-mouthed chuckle head, as my own Jay (my buddy Jeff) would fill Jay’s role just as easily.