One of the things I love to do is go see movies. When my wife and I decided to start having children, we accepted the fact that our long-standing relationship with the cineplex would have to be put on hold for a few years. In the meantime we knew we would have (on occasion) the chance to "scratch that itch" whenever we decided to pay for a baby-sitter.
This weekend was one of those rare occasions where the Mrs. and I were able to capitalize on some fantastic free baby-sitting that is otherwise known as "visit from the grandparents."
We decided to go catch a quick movie. When we arrived at the theater we had three choices (by virtue of start times). There is a great deal more pressure associated with this decision than there was before. It's not every weekend we have an opportunity to go out for a movie. It happens so infrequently that the likelihood of seeing any of the other films in theater is slim. By the time we get back to the movies all the others will be on video. So it's not only picking the movie you want to see but picking the movies you know you will not see.
On top of this, the pressure builds when you realize you'd hate to ruin your outing with a crappy film. Case in point - Must Love Dogs. What a waste of time. The palms begin to sweat as you look down at your watch. One of your choices starts in three minutes. If that's the one you want to see you better decide now. On the other hand, the other choice doesn't start for 45 minutes. Would you have time to go grab dinner or is that pressing your luck? Should the opportunity to have dinner really factor into your choice? Are you settling for a shit movie when the really good one starts now? The heart begins to pound as you realize you've now taken two of your three remaining minutes and the previews have probably already started to roll on movie choice number 1. You really need to make this decision and it shouldn't be this hard. By this time you've wasted another minute thinking about how you need to pick a movie.
So you eventually take the leap and make a decision. The level of excitement builds as you enter the theatre and rush to grab some popcorn and candy. You take your seat and it looks like you may have only missed one or two trailers because you catch another 30-40 trailers before the lights dim into complete darkness.
"Wow, those were some great trailers." you tell your spouse. "I can't wait to see the new X-Men movie. And did you see the advert for Davinci Code?" Awesome. It is then you realize that you can't remember what you came to see. You commiserate for a few seconds before remembering... and your heart sinks... because there is no way that Lucky Number Slevin is going to measure up.
Damn.
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I completely understand your predicament. It happens to us too. That's when you see something like Flight Plan and then say "Crap, we could've been screwing!!!"
I'm not looking forward to this. Right now we almost always check shows and times online before head to the teather. Of course, that does mean that sometimes we talk ourselves out of going at all.
Huh, when I go to the teather I just make sure that my harness is on correctly. If it gets crooked man is it painful, but I guess that is what I am there for in the first place. As far as movies go I just wing it, if one movie doesn't start for 45 min. or so I will buy a ticket to another one wait there and then go see the one I intended. To be fare not married/dating so pretty much just me and whatever friend had nothing to do. Just so you know aunt eliz not making fun, I just like it when spelling mistakes result in a word that makes me chuckle from within my self induced stupor resulting from no sleep and massive amounts of internet porn. Fell frre to commetn no mnie I nkow it si terridable.
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