I’m going to lose what little srs Pagan/occulist cred I have but I don’t care. I love The Craft movie like a loving thing. In fact, though I was still Catholic when the movie came out, I’m pretty sure it’s why I’m Pagan now. Girl power, magic, an awesome soundtrack and gothic school girl fashion? It’s just everything I’ve always loved in life. It’s also why I don’t understand the young Pagan generation with their floral rompers, huge sunglasses and American Spirit cigarettes but I’m sure I’d have been equally incomprehensible to them with all the fishnet, plaid and clove cigarettes. But I digress.
On Monday, Jow and I were driving to Sonic with my bff April for completely Ill advised ice cream after rodizio. April and I have different tastes in music but there’s an overlap from our shared teen years. She was bored with my selection of indie pop and started flipping through the CDs I had in the car and popped in my old copy of the soundtrack from The Craft and just like that I was transported to every time she and I were driving somewhere with a boyfriend of mine in the back seat. Everything felt awesome and like magic was possible again. It helped that Jow had been into the soundtrack as a teen too.
We sat there, reminiscing and reflecting, telling our old ghost stories over spoons of soft serve, and I thought about all the conversation about Chaos magic and what works and why that’s gently floating through the blogosphere right now. It’s not that I think I can make Mannon exist and grant wishes because of a movie. It’s not even that I want to, though i think if enough people are deifying a fictional god figure that it can happen. It happened in India thanks to Bollywood.
It’s about what it’s always been about for me and how I connect to the divine – it’s about the music, the feeling that magic is present even at a florescent Sonic on a Monday night after slogging through another work day and always the fashion. I said, “this is something that’s still meaningful to us even though it was literally half our lives ago. It’s special. It’s important. I think we should use it in our next ritual.”. April agreed immediately. jow, king of rules and formality agreed too. And we decided to watch it again the next time we were all together. To remember what it feels like when we believed anything was possible.