This is my first TOL of the year, and I was going to write about altruism and how I've been a total slacker about giving my time. But...that's not fun at all! Thankfully my sister and I fell into the past a few hours ago and started talking about bad movie choices. She took my mom to see Scream. My mom leaned over after the bloody opener, "I don't think I'm going to make it through the movie." My mom is not a horror movie girl. Just having World War Z under her roof (because I got it for Christmas) is unsettling for her. I laughed at my sister, maybe pointed my finger at her, but then I remembered a few of my movie faux pas.
I was ten years old and a total movie nut. Luckily on Guam, one ticket bought you a double feature. So my sister and I went to see Beverly Hills Cop and some other movie. The other movie was totally wholesome, no nudity, no swearing, and very little violence. That's exactly how I worded it to my bigwig CPA stepfather who then took his clients to see ... Beverly Hills Cop because I mixed up the movie titles. Thankfully the shocked and appalled clients were racist, otherwise I might have felt bad.
I was in second fourth grade (flunked first fourth grade due to my accident and dyslexia and possibly my bad attitude). My teacher who rocked even though her punishments were straight out of the Middle Ages took us on a field trip to see Red Sonja. I know, crazy! Anyways, I loved the movie so much. How could I not? First, I was at the movies and not stuck in class where no doubt I would spend at least one period on my knees holding up a bible on each hand. Second, Red Sonja had a sword. Enough said. So I told my dad how awesome the movie was. I mean I gushed about it. Did my dad hurry on over and bring the entire family with him? Yes, he did. Not a year has gone by where my dad forgets to ask me in a mocking tone if I have any movie recommendations for him.
I was nineteen and in college. My dad visited me in Hawaii. If you know me, then you know I was a pretty innocent kid. So when I saw a preview for Threesome, I really thought it was about three friends having fun. Wrong kind of fun!! Ugh. So, yes. I took my dad to see Threesome. Enough said other than to mention my dad leaned over after the movie, "Robyn, it's not really like that in college, is it?" I had no words.
I plan to post more movie reviews this year. You are forewarned. If you haven't given this meme a shot, get on with it already. You'll be hooked.