Day 86: Scott Pilgrim Versus the World


I used to watch movies in the theaters quite a bit when I was in high school and college. I loved sitting on the red velvet seats in a dark room that always smelled of popcorn—even when no one in the theater appeared to be eating it. There, with the lights dimmed and the sound blasting, I would be transported to new worlds, experiences other peoples’ stories, or watch things explode (I wasn’t picky about my movie choices,then, either). It was an experience—not just a movie—that I would share with a room full of strangers. We would laugh together, sometimes cry together, and hurl together (or was that the tag line for Wayne’s World? Schwing!). When the film was over, everyone would file out to the real world and step casually away from the few hours where they were captivated by a long strip of celluloid. Once the credits rolled, and the lights slowly faded up, we seemed all too ready to leave behind that shared sense of community we had for that brief time. These experiences—these almost magical moments—were what lead me to study film in college. And, ultimately, this is what led me to writing this blog.

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Day 53: Gamer (2009)


I expect this week to be awesome. Not only is my birthday fast approaching and the weather feels more like fall every day; but within the next day or two, I will be spending quality time in Vegas. I don’t mean Las Vegas (I was just there this past weekend)– but New Vegas. What I believe will be my favorite video game of the year (if prior games are any indication) releases tomorrow. Sweet, sweet, post-apocalyptic Fallout: New Vegas; we will have some quality time together soon. Yeah, I know, I really have enough to do with my free time as is with TV and Netflix; but trust me, I will make time for Fallout, I always do. In honor of this much anticipated release, I decided to stick with the whole video game theme and watched Gamer (OK, folks, you should know by now that quality does not always win out in my queue selections).

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Day 47: Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time (2010)


I remember when I had to have my wisdom teeth removed. When I heard the news they were coming out and I had to make an appointment at the oral surgeon, and I was freaked out. My mind raced—thinking of every possible gruesome outcome that could arise from the extraction (OK, I was a bit of a drama queen, I will admit). Every day until the day of surgery, I kept thinking that this would be the worst experience of my life. It would be utterly horrible. And, while the procedure would take only a few (long) hours, I thought I would be scarred for life. But when I came out of the surgery and the drugs wore off, I couldn’t help but think it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Plus I had ice cream.

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