(Perfect Movie Experience)
Last year, my sister and I wore nearly identical outfits and went by bus to the movies. The moment we arrived, we stopped by the mall to buy a jacket for yours truly because I had neglected to bring one and was feeling cold. Afterwards, we had dinner at this “fancy” restaurant where I irresponsibly had a beer while caring for a minor and spent $68 + 15% gratuity on two plates of pasta, water, a pint of beer and a fancy drink for my sister.
After dinner we walked to the movie theater and saw Halloween with the amazing and incredibly talented Jamie Lee-Curtis. The atmosphere at the movie theater was absolutely perfect. I am NOT someone who likes to waste money and time going to the movies, so me being excited about seeing Halloween was definitely unusual and celebration-worthy.
On those very rare occasions when I do go, it’s usually by myself and I always go early in the morning because I am a granny who does not appreciate loud and obnoxious babies, bratty teens making dumb and unnecessary jokes and noises, and big groups of people who make it their life’s mission to take the best seats from everyone else.
BUT on that day, everything was different. Everyone was chatting, texting, joking, walking up and down the aisles, acting dumb and silly and stupid and I DIDN’T MIND. It felt appropriate and good and right and it was absolutely perfect. My sister and I made dumb jokes and commentary the entire time and people chimed in. The audience gasped and groaned and whooped and cheered and lived and died and enjoyed at all the right parts and…ugh! Words cannot describe how amazing and wonderful and old-timey everything felt.
I told my sister something very personal that day and she cried (if you’re reading this I’m sorry about that day, but thank you for being so patient and kind and for always lending me your ear. I love you more than words can describe), so after that downpour of tears, lame jokes to make up for those tears and unconditional sister-sympathy, going to the movies and having such a wonderful time was awesome.
If there was ever a perfect movie experience that was it. I don’t think any other time will surpass it. Another time might come close, but nothing is ever as good as the first time.