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Blogtober #13: Movies

I love a good movie. I love bad movies. I appreciate most movies. Not horror movies. I can’t do horror. When I see a horror movie I turn into a 1940s woman: I have pearls specifically for clutching in horror movies.

I will never say I have good taste in movies, but I enjoy an entertaining movie. Some of those movies are terrible (Disney Channel Originals!) and some are awesome (A League of Their Own!). I just look for something that entertains me. 1000+ points for giving me an ending I can’t predict a third of the way through.
With my degree in Creative Writing, I have developed the annoying ability to figure out the ending very early in a movie. This isn’t a special power or something that makes me unique, but it is a side effect of my interests. It makes it hard to enjoy movies, let alone TV shows, but it is part of who I am and how I am able to look at entertainment.

I can see a trailer for a movie and usually tell you what its about. I vividly remember a conversation I had with a good friend about Shutter Island. She had seen the movie, I saw the commercials; I was able to tell her the advertised “surprise twist ending”. I had no real interest in seeing the movie and, from my perspective, she felt bothered by that somehow. I remember the district feeling that she thought I was somehow insulting her by not wanting to see the movie and knowing the ending. Admittedly I did not know how the movie came to reveal the twist, by knowing it I remember feeling like she felt like I was insulting her.

It’s a strange feeling, but more than once I have gotten the feeling that other people have taken it personally if I don’t enjoy the same forms of entertainment they did. Like I was insulting their intelligence because they liked movie X and I wasn’t interested in seeing it. I got the feeling that my friend assumed I was looking down on her because I knew the ending to Shutter Island before she did and she saw the movie. I remember my husband being insulted that I didn’t want to see the newest James Bond movie. (stack that on top of not liking Star Wars and man that was an insult of the highest order).

People seem to take their taste in films very personally. They make it part of themselves. I am no different. My taste in films is an outward representation of who I am. When I meet someone who likes the same movie it is a point of bonding. I can talk a Leave of Their Own all day. I will stop to watch it no matter what time of night or where in the film I happen upon it.

If you were to not be a fan, I might tease you but not take it personally. Movies are a personal presence, but not part of who we are. I did not write it, act in it, direct it, or otherwise work on it. If you won’t like it, that is your preference. It’s not an insult to me. If I don’t like your favorite movie, please don’t take it as an insult.

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