What’s your go-to movie?

I hit a rough patch in my Monday and when I was finally home for the evening I wanted to tune out. Not the drink-to-oblivion kind, but the super-distracted kind. I don’t watch TV and movies often and I needed a suggestion.

I pushed this to Facebook, too, and was fascinated by the suggestions. In no order:

Cabin Boy
Breakfast Club
Back to the Future
Scott Pilgrim vs. the World
Dazed and Confused
Roadhouse or Point Break (Swayze FTW)
Waterboy or Fletch
Almost Famous or Across the Universe
Rushmore
Steel Magnolias or Cocktails
Spaceballs
Center Stage, Clueless, Bull Durham
SATC
Center Stage, The Holiday, Sweet Home Alabama, Pretty Woman
Big Liebowski and Forrest Gump
ID4
Dumb and Dumber
Any one of the Trois Couleurs trilogy, but most especially Red. Or Cinema Paradiso.
The Last Starfighter
Memento
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
The Godfather one or two
Doris Day movies or the original Parent Trap
Real Genius
You’ve Got Mail
Step Brothers
Anything Nora Ephron
Big Lebowski, Princess Bride, Elizabethtown, and lately, Bridesmaids
Hot Tub Time Machine
Star Trek: TNG reruns
Pulp Fiction or Full Metal Jacket
Spaceballs
Raising Arizona or Stealing Beauty
Fast Times at Ridgemont High or Bring It On

I had a lot of joy reading through the suggestions, remembering the ones I’d enjoyed, curious about the ones I had but I’d never gotten to. Impressed by the variety of friends I have if boob-tube selections are a good indicator of the diversity of my friendships. They are. I have now (:::poof:::) deemed them to be!

What I ended up choosing for my tune-out was exactly what I needed. It was a trite, hokey, nostalgic choice (much like a few of those mentioned in the list) but it was something to make me feel connected to my human experience. The flawed, insecure experience of being in your 30s when one moment you FUCKING HAVE THIS FIGURED OUT and in the other moment you’re all WHAT IN THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?! As I near 40 its more the former than the latter, but the former still happens. And since you’re in your late 30s you can’t always get your real girlfriends out on a moment’s notice…

…sometimes you have to beckon Charlotte, Miranda, Carrie and Samantha from Amazon.

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