Goin' to the Movies

GOOD MORNING KWIZZLE FO SHIZZLE MAN NANA NANA BLOB SCHLIZZLE!
(Trust me, I hate myself just as much as you do right now)

First off -- loved the video, it make me think of several Waldo-esque memories. Like remember the one where all of the people looked like Waldo so you had to find the one that wasn’t wearing a sock? But in the copy in the Swarthmore Public Library had a corner of the book ripped out, and I’m pretty sure that the Waldo with no socks was on the part that was ripped, SO YOU COULD NEVER ACTUALLY FIND WALDO. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere, but I’m not quite pretentious enough to flesh it out. Maybe later if I can’t think of anything else to write about.

To be totally honest, my favorite part of Where’s Waldo was finding the Wizard. Partly because he was a wizard but also because he was always easier to find. I wonder if there will be a google doodle on the anniversary. It would be really awesome if they had some sort of interactive thing. YOU’VE BEEN CHALLENGED GOOGLE.

Also the connection between SNL and the phrase “THIS SHIT IS REAL” can be found in the sketches where Kenan Thompson and the host play convicts who are pulled in to talk to young delinquents in a scared straight program, and they try to tell the plots of movies as real things that actually happened. I tried to find a clip, but hulu was not havin’ it. The best one was the one where Lindsay Lohan was hosting and she just told her actual story. (Or maybe it is part of digital short too, I can’t remember)

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT:
(Bro-fives to anyone who gets that reference)

So lately I’ve been thinking about how important it is to me to see movies in theaters. I’ve only been living here a month, and I’ve been to the theater across the street from my dorm four times. It seems unusual to me to have seen a movie once a week for a month, but at the same time this has been a very long month. The first time was in the depressingly long four days in between orientation and classes starting, when I went to see The Dark Knight Rises for the third time, because I just needed something to do. The next time, a few days later, was to see Lawless with my roommate. If you’re considering seeing that movie, know that it’s not terrible, but be prepared to see Tom Hardy’s have his throat graphically slit, and then grab at it in attempts to stop the bleeding. This is just one of many violent and emotionally traumatic scenes. The third time was to see The Master, and it was also the first time I’ve ever gone to see a movie in theaters by myself. And then this afternoon, again with my roommate, I went to see The Perks of Being a Wallflower, which also involved a lot of emotions, but I’ll write more on that some other time.

I think what I like most about seeing things in theaters is that you know you’re seeing the movie in the way it was intended to be shown. Similar to when you go to see really good live music, once the show starts, everything else ceases to matter. Like when I went to see The Master by myself, at first I was really self conscious about being alone. It was an 11 o’clock showing, so the theater wasn’t very busy, and the only people in there were college students like me, and a few friendly middle-aged gay couples. Still, I was terrified that I was going to run into someone I know, although I’m not entirely sure why. But once the movie started it was easy not to care at all.

I realize that everything I’m saying on the subject is pretty generic, but that brings me to the other reason why I love going to see movies. Pretty much everyone who goes to a theater has roughly the same movie-going experience, regardless of whether they liked the movie or not. In the way theaters are laid out, if there is one annoying person talking, everyone can hear them. Or if someone gets up to leave during the movie, everyone notices. It’s one of the few activities that truly is a communal experience. But you don’t even have to interact with other people, which makes it all the more appealing to an introvert like me.
KIND OF ABRUPT ENDING BECAUSE I DON’T REALLY FEEL LIKE WRITING ANYMORE.

I’ll leave with my jam of the week again:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v--IqqusnNQ
Brings me back to when I saw The Life Aquatic for the first time