I’ve reached a crossroads in my life. You know, one of those pivotal moments when you have to make a potentially life altering decision and you’re not sure if you can go through with it. Well I’m sitting on the fence here and let me tell you- It’s kinda uncomfortable and pokey.
Here’s the thing: There’s this new Star Trek movie in the theaters see? I neeeed to see it, but from a moral standpoint I just can’t bring myself to force some poor self sacrificing patsy to go with me.
-However-
This doesn’t change the fact that I feel obligated, yea even compelled by my own festering trekker roots to see it on the big screen. Sure I could wait for it to come out on Blueray, but it’s just not the same. Now before you call me up and holler “Noooooo!” you should know that I am fully aware that it’s not socially acceptable to go to a movie by myself. However, for some reason knowing this hasn’t changed the fact that I’m more than sorely tempted to go see it anyway. I know it’s crazy but I just can’t help myself!
The salt in the wound of course, is that the movie causing this much internal conflict is easily the nerdiest movie that has hit theaters in a decade. To be honest, I haven’t dealt with this sort of internal scifi conflict since I had to choose between attending the “Star Trek Experience” or going to a fancy dinner with my co-workers on my last business trip to Vegas. Fortunately, at the time my desire to avoid the unmerciful mocking of my peers proved slightly stronger than the heady lure of imaginary, pointy eared space exploration. The problem now is that I could potentially go see this movie by myself incognito. Nobody has to know if I did it or not. It’s dark in there. I could slip in and slip back out like a ninja and then keep the whole thing a secret forever!
I think I’ll do it.
Wait though…
What if this is like a gateway drug? When the next Iron Man comes out will I be able to resist going to it by myself as well? I’ll say to myself. “Hey, I got away with the Star Trek movie; what could one more hurt?" Then suddenly I’ll be a 45 year old creep with a mustache and a used popcorn bag sitting brazenly in the loner chair in the front row of my local theater every weekend. Sure I’ll have built up an immunity to all the pointing and staring, but no woman in her right mind would ever consider dating me again!
What to do, what to do?
2 comments:
So, did you go? Just go... it will be great. Imagine those comfy chairs that make you feel like you are at home in your own personal theater. Ahhhh... Can you tell it has been a while since I've been to the movies. Go for me, please!
I once went to a movie at 11:30 pm. My hubby was actually home, so if kids needed something a semi-responsible adult was at the ready. I HAD to see "Pirates of the Carribean at Worlds End "before it hit the dollar theaters. And also the Lord of the Rings. Somethings you just can't watch on the small screen. I say go for it!! You'll be glad you did.
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