A list of questions that is slowly, but surely, spreading like gangrene across the internut.
- Movie That Made Me Laugh The Hardest The First Time I Saw It:
- Mr. Bean, the Movie – my face hurt so bad. The second time I saw it, I was bored stiff.
- Movie That Makes Me Laugh The Hardest After Seeing It 100 Times:
- Rocket Man
- Favorite Movie Ever:
- Gladiator
- Worst Movie I’ve Ever Seen In The Theater:
- Sleepless in Seattle
- Most Disappointing Movie:
- Master and Commander
- First Movie I Ever Saw Without My Parents:
- Back to the Future II
- Movie I Saw On My Very First Date Ever:
- Lion King
- First Movie I Ever Made Out During:
- N/A
- Favorite ’80s Movie That’s Totally ’80s:
- The Wedding Singer
- Most Embarrassing Movie I’ve Ever Seen Alone In The Theater:
- N/A
- Last Movie That Actually Scared Me:
- 13 going on 30
- Movie That Gets Me The Most Excited When It Comes On On A Sunday Afternoon:
- Beetlejuice
- Movie That I Embrassingly Liked The First Time I Saw It:
- Ann of Green Bagles
- Last Movie I Saw That I Really Enjoyed:
- The Incredibles
- Last Movie I Saw That I Didn’t Enjoy At All, Despite The Fact It Stars A Midget:
- Um, I don’t remember
- Favorite Movie That I’ll Casually Mention I’ve Never Seen:
- Bambi
- Girly Movie That I Proudly Own On DVD:
- Miss Congeniality
- Movie That In Some Ways, Changed My Life:
- Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. First movie I watched with Jessica
- Movie That I Say Is My ‘Favorite Movie’ Around Arty People:
- Wallace & Grommet
- Last Movie To Make Me Cry:
- Gladiator
- Movie that others liked that made me want to spew
- Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragontails
Now, this reminds me of a ‘date’ experience I once had. In highschool I was in this band. We played really mediocre adult contemporary music (music that I wasn’t proud of). We played a show for a local youth group and one of the girls in the youth group apparently found me talented and attractive. So, my buddy Nate (whom I’ll refer to heretofore as ‘Natey-pooh’) hooked me up on this blind-double-date. They set a time and they would meet me at the theater. So I showed up early, not wanting to look like the ‘late date’ guy. And then I waited. I walked into the theater, looked around at all of the faces, hoping to see Natey-pooh’s familiar face, but he was not to be found. So I went back outside and waited some more. Finally, they pull up and say, “Get in, we’ll go see the movie at theater X because we’re late.” I told them I had spent my hard earned minimum-wage money and that they could buy tickets, too.
So they parked, met me at the front and introduced me to a girl I’ll call ‘danger.’ She seemed nice enough and as a teenage boy thinking with hormones, her appearance didn’t scare me off. We went into the theater and started to watch the movie. And that’s when danger started doing things that made me really nervous: she started to ask me questions. That’s right, we were watching the movie (It could Happen to You) and she asks, “So, I saw you in the band, you were great. Have you been playing long?”
I’ll pause now to point out that chick-flicks are not very fun for me, but I try to give movies half a chance. This movie became far more engrossing immediately because I wanted to avoid what was clearly a person who was not interested in social appropriateness. Namely, talking during a movie.
After the movie, which was interrupted many times, and at least once while Natey-pooh went to comb his hair in the bathroom while his girlfriend freshened up, we went out to the parking lot. Danger was ready to go to Denny’s and have some more time together, but Natey-pooh and his girl saw the situation in disrepair and came up with lame excuses as to why that wouldn’t work.
Natey-pooh, I don’t owe you for the date, but I do owe you for the save.