The big screen is where movies were meant to be seen. Movie theatres is where one can adequately immerse oneself in a movie. Sometimes movies are thought provoking, controversial and stimulate discussion on issues important to our society. Most of the time however they are pure escape and I see nothing wrong with that. Sometimes it is beneficial to sit back, enjoy the show and not have to think about it afterwards.Therefore I choose to attend the movie Ghost Rider. It is not a movie I would normally pick to watch but it offered a fully seated theatre. Plus I am partial to Nicholas Cage. I went on a Tuesday night because I like when things are cheaper and apparently a lot of people agree with me.The movie theatre is the only place where I regularly see such a large crowd of people. As far as communal gathering places, Lethbridge has few that are utilized. Galaxy theatre seems to always have a diverse crowd of people milling, especially before a seven’ clock showing on a Tuesday night. There was a range of movie goers from families with small children, groups of same sex teenagers, couples of different ages and a few lone individuals. There was a considerable line to buy tickets but it moved quickly.
To fully experience attending a movie I knew that I should partake in the consumption of fatty foods. It appeared that most people were also hungry and lining up for snacks. The interaction between the customer and concession employee at movie theatres is a well rehearsed script that rarely changes. All employees are ordered to upgrade all our snack choices to ever larger proportions. Now here comes the dilemma. I only wanted a small popcorn and I knew that I could not eat anything more. So I anticipated the concession workers response and promptly cut in “ and no I don’t want to upsize it.” He knew that I knew what he was going to say. My slight deviation from the script caused the worker to smile and me to laugh.
Ghost Rider is currently playing in two movie theatres, one stadium and one regular. So for twenty minutes I was sitting in the wrong theatre waiting for my friends until I realized my mistake. Therefore I was late and conveniently missed the previews. I was one of the annoying people that arrive after the show begins and walk across everybody’s line of vision.
Because the theatre was so full I was unable to secure a buffer seat on both sides of me. So I ended up sitting beside a teenager and his younger brother. Seeing Nicholas Cage’s head turn into a flaming skull was apparently something they could bond over. The movie began with a mood setting if somewhat lame introduction, which gave me time to ponder how near I was to a stranger. I have not been in such close proximity to an adolescent boy since . . . well since I was an adolescent girl. If we had both turned our heads at the same time we could have kissed.
I need not have worried however because we were all riveted to the movie screen. I cannot think of any other place in our society where strangers sit close together absorbed for two hours so that we are mostly unaware of our surroundings. Performing a sociological experiment where I was meant to watch people watching a movie was rather difficult. Ghost Rider was not a great movie but it somehow held my attention.
That is until a baby started crying which was quickly hushed. Ghost Rider does not seem to be a movie an infant would enjoy. The movie did offer some humorous moments however, to which I heard a man behind me exhibit a hiccupping laugh. Rather than be annoyed I found his laugh quite infectious, so that I could not help myself from laughing along with him. Which made me think that man’s weird laugh is what is great about going to a movie theatre. That and surround sound. Which is particularly imperative to hear Cage’s flaming motorcycle rip through the streets.
Besides surround sound why do we choose movie theatres over the comfort of our own DVD players? I think an important part of the experience is being encircled by people going through the same emotions as yourself. It is always funnier when other people are laughing. It is always scarier when you hear the collective intact of breath before the frightening music reaches it climax.
I suppose the moral of this experience is never sell your soul to the devil, but if you do, find a way to work with it. Sorry that was the moral of the movie, what I mean is that going to a movie is a great experience and more fun the more filthy masses there are. I agree with Russel Smith that many movies do suck and that people do eat an erroneous amount junk food. However Smith is rather unfair and overdramatic in his representation of the movie going experience.
With the admission price you are paying for a movie yes, but you get a lot more. There are comfy seats, surround sound and special affects. There is someone to clean up after you. And there is a bunch of people you have never met before to share your movie experience with. Now I think that is worth five to ten dollars.