2011 Goes To The Movies
I go to the movies once or twice a week mostly because I’m enamored with the experience of watching something in a dark room with complete strangers while eating my weight in popcorn. The thing I like best about it though is that you lose all sense of location. Going to the movies is the same everywhere, just with different ticket prices. I don’t feel like I’m in New York or California; I’m just at The Movies which is a place that has always stayed the same. It’s the perfect form of escapism and it’s usually cheaper than getting drunk or doing drugs! Usually…
You can’t argue with a good trailer either. This supercut of 16 movies coming to a cineplex near you in 2011 is both invigorating and uncomfortably American. Like is it just or me or does watching this video make our country look completely insane? If aliens were to watch this, they would deduce that our planet got a sick thrill out of terrifying ourselves and had an unhealthy obsession with other life forms i.e. them. They’d be like, “Why you so obsessed with me?”
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Will it feel the same when you tell me you love me over the phone? Will the peacefulness of those words still floor me from thousands of miles away?
I was conflicted. It felt like one eye was trying to look away while the other soaked it up. I felt the heat rise in my face. This was wrong. But it didn’t feel wrong.
Any nervous flyer knows the progression of descending panic: bile, sweaty palms, social awkwardness and self-induced sedation.
I know how it feels when the weight of darkness crashes down onto your chest in the middle of the night, and how you wish things would stop spinning because the axis seems tilted now. I know, love, I know.