Since I went to all the trouble of detailing the summer movies of 2013 that I intend to see, two of them have hit the theaters already. And somehow I’ve yet to set foot in the MegaUberCineplex or purchase a single kernel of exorbitantly overpriced, heart-clogging movie popcorn. Obviously, this makes me have a little sad. I mean, back in The Day, I’d happily wait in line at midnight, no matter what day of the week it was nor what time I had to be somewhere, you know, important, in the morning, to see a premiere.
As I’ve said before, though, I don’t have that kind of time anymore. Something about raising four-fifths of a basketball team while working full-time and trying to squeeze in an hour or so of writing regularly and, oh yeah!, not neglecting the poor Puddinette. So nowadays, if I really really want to see a movie, I generally go to see it at the Creeper’s Showing, which is always the 10 PM-ish viewing on Sunday night.
Don’t know what I’m talking about? Trust me, go see a movie about then. You’ll pick up on what I mean. I swear I’ve had entire showings to myself before. Which is, admittedly, nice, but then again, I always end up wondering if there’s something creeping up behind me.
Or maybe that’s just me?
The point here is that while I still watch most of the big movies that come out every year – I like movies; it’s a thing that’s kind of in my genes – I see the vast majority of them for the first time from my comfort of my very own couch or recliner, in sparking Blu-Ray format. Because, hey, it’s convenient. Plus also, it leaves me more cash for beer and chicken wings. Err, I mean grilled chicken salads.
Still, as convenient as it is, part of me misses the excitement of seeing big, (theoretical) blockbuster premieres in a darkened theater with my feet planted firmly in the sticky muck of a days worth of spilled sodas. Also, previews: I likes ‘em.
So while I don’t get to see movies opening at theaters much any more, I often wish that I did. But I know I might be in the minority here. After all, not everyone digs the crowds, expense, hours lost to a seemingly never-ending string of extended trailers, and the potential for possible bacterial infection.
Here, then, is your weekend debate at the outset of the 2013 Summer Movie season:
Catching a Movie the First Time: Better at the theater or A more perfect (more comfy, less pricey) experience at home?
Just like with real books, I’ll always have a special place in my heart for the traditional experience. But I’m just a cranky blowhard, what do I know? Let’s hear what you’ve got to say on the matter!
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to win the lottery and invent a time machine so I can manufacture a few hours to see Iron Man 3 and Star Trek: Into Darkness.