I love to go to the movies. I always have.
As a child/teenager/young adult I went to the movies frequently with my siblings/parents/friends. It was just something I liked to do.
Then something happened.
I married a man who smoked at least three packs of cigarettes a day.
When you smoke three packs of cigarettes a day (60 individual tobacco sticks for those of you not in-the-know) its next to impossible for you to take 2 to 3 hours out of your day to sit in a non-smoking facility and watch a movie. Can’t be done. And if it IS done you’re highly agitated and make the person sitting next to you crazy/miserable because you are highly agitated — OR you leave the theater at least 4 times (sometimes more) to smoke and ultimately miss so much of the movie that you annoy other people asking the person you came with what happened and then bitch about the waste of money the movie was because you just didn’t “get it” (likely because you didn’t see enough of it) and should have just waited for it to come out on video/dvd. . . ahhh, yes. This was my life.
But it’s not anymore.
I keep my ticket stubs in a cute little box my youngest son made me in wood shop and as I put the three ticket stubs into it from the movies I saw last weekend, I wondered about my movie going last year. This is how it stacked up. . .
I went to the theater 63 times.
Twice in San Francisco; once in Newport (on the coast of Oregon); seven times at Bridgeport (a really nice over-priced Regal theater in Lake Oswego); once in Vancouver, Washington; once in downtown Portland; eight times at Cinetopia (the coolest movie experience ever invented . . . Question: how can you go wrong in a theater where you have to be at least 21 years old, and you can order beer/wine and real food to enjoy while the movie plays and you sit in big comfy leather chairs with big comfy leather ottomans? Answer: you just CAN’T); and the rest of the times were in the burb I live in and the one next door.
My three favorites:
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
and The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel
(I also liked People Like Us and Argo).
The three worst (imo):
That’s my Boy
and Magic Mike (yep, I didn’t get on that bandwagon)
The three I was surprised I liked:
Man on a Ledge,
and Hit and Run (really funny)
The three that just left me confused:
Beasts of the Southern Wild,
and Seven Psychopaths (but I liked this one)
And movies I’m shocked I didn’t see:
and The Odd Life of Timothy Green
I’m pleased with my movie watching experience but I kind of anticipate this year I will see more. We will definitely see. . . .