When I was a little younger than I am now, I used to keep Saturday nights free for what I thought of as "Saturday Movie Night". It didn't always involve a trip to the local cinema, more often it was a special night at home, in front of my tv, with a dvd and surround sound, plus something special for dinner.
It was meant to be my equivalent to a night out, without the cost or potential danger of actually "going out". As sad as that sounds, I've been living by myself for the last 10 years, and I don't drive, so going out at night can be quite dangerous, and I've never been keen on sitting in a cinema with someone behind you, kicking the living daylights out of your chair, or someone in front of you/beside you/behind you, who has seen the film before, and spends the entire movie telling their friend what is about to happen, IN A REALLY LOUD VOICE.
I think I must be getting old.
I spent last night (Saturday) watching the 1952 version of "Ivanhoe", (starring Robert Taylor, and Elizabeth Taylor), with my Dad.
And.I.Enjoyed.It.
Oddly, it was fun, hanging out with my Dad and our dogs, drinking tea, and watching an old film.
Am I officially old now? Or just learning to see my parents as equals and peers?
It was meant to be my equivalent to a night out, without the cost or potential danger of actually "going out". As sad as that sounds, I've been living by myself for the last 10 years, and I don't drive, so going out at night can be quite dangerous, and I've never been keen on sitting in a cinema with someone behind you, kicking the living daylights out of your chair, or someone in front of you/beside you/behind you, who has seen the film before, and spends the entire movie telling their friend what is about to happen, IN A REALLY LOUD VOICE.
I think I must be getting old.
I spent last night (Saturday) watching the 1952 version of "Ivanhoe", (starring Robert Taylor, and Elizabeth Taylor), with my Dad.
And.I.Enjoyed.It.
Oddly, it was fun, hanging out with my Dad and our dogs, drinking tea, and watching an old film.
Am I officially old now? Or just learning to see my parents as equals and peers?
1 comment:
I know what you mean. I recently went to see Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy my local cinema. Over my right shoulder I was "treated" to a running commentary about all the locations used, the main actors life stories and how much the film deviated from the book. Grrrrr.
Why do people do this? It costs a lot to get into the cinema for me not to want to waste time talking through a film. Not to mention the rudeness of spoiling it for others.
Pleased to hear you enjoyed your film night though. Next time get yourself a bag of microwave popcorn. Mmmm...
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