Theater Hopping in Foreign Locales

I saw Wreck-It Ralph, Lincoln, and Skyfall (in that order) the day after Thanksgiving and while I could write a post about how all three dealt with old guard vs. new guard and the inevitable change that comes with the passing of time (while in Lincoln those resisting change were depicted as antagonists, in Skyfall it was admirable to cling to tradition. Wreck-It Ralph walked a line between the two where old and new could exist together, as long as no one tried to grab power that didn’t belong to them) what I actually found most interesting about the experience was how it was changed by my total unfamiliarity with the place I was having it.

Theater Hopping: It’s All Fantasy

Last Saturday I broke my personal record for theater hopping and managed to see all of (or so close to all of that it’s not really worth mentioning): Prometheus, Seeking a Friend for the End of the World, Ted, Madagascar 3: Europe’s Most Wanted, Brave, and Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. I’m a little more proud of this than I should be probably. There are more productive, legal, and moral ways to spend your day than watching six movies in a row, but when you’re as obsessed with being on top of pop culture and having a valid opinion on everything as I am, this almost feels like an efficient use of your time.

Theater Hopping: Varying Degrees of Death

This time when I spent all day at the movies I saw, in this order: Casa de mi Padre, 21 Jump Street, The Hunger Games, Titanic, and Mirror, Mirror

The thinky-thought I took away from them, that I wouldn’t’ve if I hadn’t seen these movies, in this order, as I referenced before, was the way death was portrayed in the first three films.

Theater Hopping is like Being Ozymandias

When I go to a movie, I tend to literally go to the movies. I’ll spend an entire day in a theater, gorging myself on cinema: explosions, car chases, silences that think they’re saying a lot more than they are, homoerotic bromances, vulgar gross-out jokes, artsy angles that reflect a character’s inner turmoil, witty banter delivered more quickly than people can speak in real life. These things pile on top of each other in a cacophony of modern pop culture and I love it. It’s my favorite way to watch films. Here’s why.