In Blog

Monday morning and I am dragging, even after drinking a big cup of coffee, which usually sends me bouncing off the walls. It’s overcast outside, hot already, and if I didn’t have so much to do I’d be seriously contemplating crawling back into bed and just staying there with a stack of magazines all day long. But no. Maybe I’ll drink some more coffee.

In other news, it looks like the much-discussed “Box Office Slump” was finally reversed this weekend with the debut of The Fantastic Four. Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t think it’s all that complicated to figure out why people aren’t going to the movies as much these days. First, it’s so freaking expensive for tickets. Not to mention refreshments. A bottled water that would cost a buck anywhere else is, like, three at a movie theatre. Why is that? Then, there are the commercials. Now, I LOVE movie previews, which are also technically commercials, I guess. But having to pay (a lot) to sit through commercials for Coke, etc…no thanks. Factor in people who talk through the movie, cell phones ringing, and all the other annoyances, and Netflix is looking awfully good.

But really, when you come down to it, it’s about the quality of the movies: I think that lately with movies—with a lot of things, actually—it’s like the hype counts for more than quality. You hear so much about these Big Summer Movies, see ads and tie-ins everywhere, but then the reviews are horrible. Does it really matter, though? I want to think that it does. Frankly, there just isn’t anything out there I want to see right now. Maybe Batman Begins, which I hear is great. And definitely The Wedding Crashers, which opens next weekend. But there’s no good chick flick: summer is always slim pickings for those, since most studios think they can’t compete. (See How to Deal, two summers ago, which opened against Bad Boys 2 and got clobbered.) This is the perfect movie time: it’s hot, things are kind of slow, and sitting inside, in a cool dark room, is mighty appealing. Too bad there’s no perfect movie to go see.

Oh, well. Maybe I’ll just pop some popcorn and dig through my DVD collection. Dim the lights, pop in “Bridget Jones’s Diary” and maybe an episode of the O.C., and settle in. No commercials, nobody talking, no cell phones. And the water is free, all you can drink. Gotta love that.

have a good day, everyone!
Web-Stat hit counter