I was thinking the other day about movies. I seldom go to the theater but I watch movies often at home, many of them on Netflix. Amazing that we can do so. I remember when going to the movies was a big deal. We saved cash for this purpose, as kids, and before going to the theater we went to Woolworth’s for a sack of chocolate stars. We bought the ticket for a few nickels and were shown to our seats by a uniformed usher with a flashlight.
When the movie was funny I laughed non-stop, and when the movie I was sad I cried. I often took the memories of the story home with me and lived it for a while until I had to admit it wasn’t mine. Even the chocolate stars could not stay with me. What I couldn’t eat melted in the little sack in my lap.
Just when I’m thinking it’s hard to find a good movie anymore, I run across one. It might be one I’d never heard of. It might have meaning for me now that it couldn’t have had years ago. It’s fun to explore. English movies have great plots and gorgeous scenery. TV serials that I never saw are on Netflix now, and I can watch the chapters as I please . . maybe two or three at a time.
I wondered the other day what I would say is my favorite movie, and I chose one made in 1991, written by and starring Albert Brooks. It also starred Meryl Streep, although she’s not the one I would have chosen for the role. I decided I would like to watch this movie again, but I couldn’t find it on Netflix and I doubt it is in Red Box at the store. So I went to eBay and found lots of copies for sale, and was able to purchase a new one which, including postage, cost me less than going to a theater. How amazing that we have so many opportunities within a minute’s reach.
I am going to have a theater party some evening . . or some Sunday afternoon . . and then ask my friends to share their thoughts. Better a movie that makes us think than a movie that leaves us with fear, ugly memories of murder, explosions,, wars, drugs, etc. Oh . . and every silly story that could ever be dreamed up about a wedding!