Words cannot express how saddened I am over the senseless violence at last night’s screening of The Dark Night Rises in Aurora, Colorado. My deepest sympathy goes out to all of the victims and their families.
John is going to the midnight showing of The Dark Night Rises in a few hours. I’ve never understood, nor have I ever attended a midnight showing of a movie. If I’m going to watch something at midnight it’s going to be from the comfort of my own bed.
But mostly, I don’t think movies are worth staying up that late to see. Why would I need to see a movie the day it comes out? This is 2012, it’s going to be around forever. When I was a kid I don’t think the opening night of a movie was a big deal. When I was younger we didn’t assume a movie was good just because the commercials were awesome or the stars were on the cover of People.
We did something weird, we saw it if it looked interesting. If a movie was good, we told people. Then they saw it. And repeated the process. That’s how hordes of people wound up seeing a movie; by hearing it was good from people who had actually seen it.
Tonight at just one of the theaters in town there are eight midnight showings of The Dark Night Rises. Eight. That’s a lot of people assuming a film is good without talking to one single other human being who has actually seen it. Not only that, but they are making that assumption at midnight on a Thursday. Presumably, at least some of them have to work Friday morning.
Some of them have to work Friday morning, after getting home at 3 AM and removing their Batman make-up and costume.
The whole process eludes me.
I like the Batman movies. I might see this one, if I hear it’s good. If I hear it’s not I’ll wait for it to come out on Pay-Per-View or HBO or DVD. I have a lot of options. None of them require me to buy a ticket a week before the show comes out, arrive at a theater (in costume) five hours before the film starts, wait in a queue for two hours, then sit in the theater waiting until the clock strikes midnight.
That sounds like borderline psychotic behavior doesn’t it?
The weird thing is, it’s not just for “big” movies like The Dark Night Rises. There are midnight showings for almost every movie. Taryn went to the midnight showing of Snow White And The Huntsmen. Isn’t that just the Snow White story starring that grumpy girl from those crappy Twilight movies? She hardly looks awake in real life, why would I stay up until midnight to watch something she’s in?
On the upside, at least I don’t have to take John to see the movie. He is going with my friends Brooke, Sharon, and Heather. Three women nearing 40. He’s 15.
That’s why he’s wearing this.