This past Spring and Summer I participated in a certain activity more often than usual. This activity involves $8 tickets and $6 sodas, along with sitting alone in the dark amongst a bunch of people you don’t know. I’m, of course, talking about going to the movies. All of the movies that I watched were all “The” movies. You know, like The Hunger Games, The Avengers, The Amazing Spider Man, and The Dark Knight Rises. That is, all but one. The one movie that wasn’t a “The” movie was Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter.
I’ve given all of these movies reviews, in one way or another, except for Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. This was a great movie. It took a really great story and turned it on its head. It takes real life occurrences and twist the reasoning around to include Vampires. The DVD just came out a week or so ago and I’ve been enjoying it all over again. The reason that I’m talking about all of this now is because I went to the movies again this weekend. This time I went to go see Lincoln, staring Daniel Day-Lewis.
This was a wonderful movie, but I want to tell you about a past moving going experience first. Back from before I joined the Church. Before going to the movies was a bit of an event. I usually went with a buddy of mine, cause we always wanted to see the same movies. What would usually happen was he would pick me up about 30 minutes early, and we would ride around trying to get in the right frame of mind, if you know what I mean. If you don’t, we would get high, because this was supposed to add to the experience.
One of the last movies I did this with was 300, the one about the Spartans. I walked into the theater sufficiently stoned. While standing there the worker called over to us and said he could help. He just so happened to be the son of one of the guys we work for. That was only mildly nerve-wracking. We both ordered large sodas, for reasons that I shouldn’t have to explain. That movie was also a great one, from what I remember. What I do remember is about half way through I hadn’t started “coming down” yet. This was making me nervous. For the entirety of the second half of the movie I was sitting there wishing for the movie to not end. Not because I was enjoying it so much, but because I was having a hard time feeling my legs. I didn’t want to risk falling on my face in front of a bunch of people.
I had a similar experience while watching Lincoln. Lincoln is a 2 and a half hour-long movie that focuses on the events around the time before, and directly after when the Amendment 13 was passed. Day-Lewis looked the part, and even sounded like you would expect Lincoln to sound. All of the actors did a wonderful job. It was also interesting to see what all really happened, or so they say, around that time in History.
After buying our tickets we went to the food counter where I purchased a large soda. I’m sure it measured out to about a quart of cola (Pepsi that is). I like having something to drink while I watch movies. This can be an inconvenience at times. About half way through this movie I had the urge to “pee like a race horse.” I was having a different thought process as opposed to the other movie. This time I was wishing for it to be over, as were many other people. After it were over I headed to the men’s room, with drink in hand, and took care of business. I was the only person that brought their drink with them. I suspect this was because they didn’t want to even see a drink after waiting that long for relief. The way I saw it, I paid $6, by golly I was going to finish it.
How does your moving going experience usually go?