Is it because I’m older that I no longer find the excitement I once did at the movies? Strangers inside a dark theater seated next to one another, sticky floors soaked from years of spilled soda, people next to you crunching over priced popcorn like they’ve never had them before. Then there’s the talking, god help me the talking. Be quite! This is a shared space, we all paid a massive price to see the movie and now I have to hear a conversation about how the main character reminds you of your ex-boyfriend. With the advent of cell phones, people now think they have the right to text every few seconds through out the film. I’m not saying these people should get the death penalty, there are instances of emergency’s but texting your friends how good or bad the movie is isn’t one of them.
Can I ask you a favor? At the conclusion of the film please don’t clap. I’ll let you in on a little secrete, the actors aren’t really there, the people like me, who just want to leave the theatre in peace and quiet without your ovations, for characters on a oversized screen, are.
Maybe I’m exhausted, exhausted from too many bad super hero movies with over inflated budgets whose story line I can’t follow. I’m too old and the shots the directors choose happen so fast in a fight scene sometimes I don’t know who’s winning or losing the battle, maybe it’s me who is at fault for going to the movies in the first place.
Once in a while my expectations are so low for a movie that had no budget and actors I’ve never heard of that I a get pleasantly surprised. I’m sitting in a crappy theatre with hardly anyone else, the movie begins and I’m hooked, the story line is amazing, I’m crunching popcorn like I’ve never had them before, I become enraptured by what’s coming out of the projector above me that I can ignore everything any everyone around me. I’m texting a friend about how amazing the hidden jewel of a film really is, then someone from a few seats over hushes me and I realize, I’ve become the person I was complaining about. As I stand up and clap for the film when it’s over, I think to myself, maybe we’re not so different after all.
PEACE AND LOVE