Cliches are like a set of Powell furniture. They’re familiar, they’re steady and reliable, but they can also be completely unappreciated because they are so familiar, steady and reliable. As for the unappreciated part, how would anyone be able to appreciate innovative characterization if it were not for cliches?
Want some examples?
All right, here’s one most folks will recognize: the “hooker with a heart of gold.” Movies are rife with female characters who sell their bodies for a living, but turn out to be these generous, selfless folks who become the most likeable character in the movie in which they are featured. It’s sometimes better-disguised than at other times, but you can often see it coming a mile away, whether it’s “Risky Business” or “Trading Places” or “Pretty Woman” or “Milk Money,” it’s a character type that simply pops up way too often.
Of course, if it weren’t for all those characters, it would be hard to appreciate the innovation shown with a movie goes in a different direction. For example, for all its faults as an adaption of Alan Moore’s graphic novel, “From Hell” did quite well portraying most of the London prostitutes in this film against this cliche stereotype.
It’s easy to think of others. How about a trendy one in recent romantic comedies: the “gay best friend.” Whether it’s “My Best Friend’s Wedding,” “Monster-In-Law,” or the one that just about started it all, “The Object of My Affection,” it’s now become so predictable, it’s boring; single woman lives with or spends every minute with some guy while falling in love with another, you just know that however he’s protrayed, that live with/hang around guy is gonna end up being revealed as her “gay best friend.”
Again, it’s not that these character types aren’t usefol or are completley unentertaining; it’s just that they are overused. The point is, were it not for such a wealth of gay best friends, it would be hard to appreciate a character like Jon Cryer’s Ducky from “Pretty In Pink.” Although revisionists have reinterpreted Ducky as gay and closeted, the film portrays him far more interestingly as a less cliched straight boy who loves Molly Ringwald’s character, but loves her so much he’s willing to step aside in favor of a fella he knows will maker her happier.
So cliche characters aren’t all bad; if nothing else, they help us appreciate those character who aren’t cliche.



