By Karen Malone Wright
It’s really weird how selective my husband is about loving a movie enough to watch it every time it’s on. Me, I am an only child, which is generally synonymous with TV-lovin’ fool. All About Eve, The Color Purple, The Betty Broderick Story, The Incredibles…It would take way too much time to count the titles and categories on my list of re-watchables.
As for my roommate, I can’t think of more than 7 or 8 flicks he watches again and again, including two World War II classics, two Vietnam War classics, two Christmas favorites and one that’s in a category of its own.
It’s Selena, the 1997 bio-pic about Selena Perez, one of the most adored Mexican American entertainers ever, played by Jennifer Lopez. The movie is credited with launching JLo’s career into supersonic stardom. Selena was headed there, too, until her murder on March 31, 1995, 20 years ago at age 23.
I can admit that it’s not a bad little movie (now that I’ve seen it 500 times), but the real Selena is hard to imitate.