It’s been a while since I have anticipated seeing a movie, and it feels good to feel good about buying some theater tickets. Of course I looked forward to seeing “Star Wars Episode III: Revenge Of The Sith”, and did see it on opening weekend, but it was something like a duty – like going to a distant cousin’s wedding. A pleasure and a privilege, I suppose? But still a duty. Am I finally slowing down? Becoming sluggish and agoraphobic? Or am I starting to have healthy boundaries, drawing a line in the sand, demanding real bang for my theater-going buck – or forty bucks by the end of the night.
I love the movies, but my default stance for movie-watching is becoming Netflix on the couch with some pizza and my wife and cats, and I feel like I need some extraordinarily good reasons to actually drive out to a theater these days. And seeing the same thing over and over and over – movies copied from other movies which have been copied from other movies – is not going to do it.
I want to see something new. I want to see something I’ve never seen before.