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Saturday Night at the Movies (who cares what picture you see?)

Saturday Night at the Movies (who cares what picture you see?)

Normally this time of year I am pouring over the Oscar nominees and posting my predictions to various social media outlets.  This year? Not so much.

I have run into an unanticipated obstacle in my workplace/parenting journey.  I teach at a Film School (has that not come up yet?), and I frequently get into discussions with students about movies old and new.  This year I was approached by several students asking me my thoughts on the nominees and potential winners and I found myself in a position I have not been in since I was around 13.

I haven't seen even one of the best picture nominees.  

In fact the only two movies I have seen in the theater since June are Skyfall and The Hobbit.  What have I been too busy doing with my time to drag myself out to the movies? Oh wait...

Vita Interruptus

Vita Interruptus

It's become my default answer.  "Hey Emily, what did you think of Django?" "I have a baby." "Hey Emily, what did you think about the Ben Affleck snub?" "I have a baby."  I always get the same look from my students: "Lady, you clearly don't have your priorities in line."  HAH!  

The way I see it, going to the movies I have 2 choices: take the kid with me (no.  absolutely not.  I will NOT ever be THAT parent. Ever.), or hire a sitter ($50 later).  Those two times I've been to the theater since popping out the kid? The grandparents were visiting and wanted alone time with the baby.   

I mentioned back when I first started this blog that I've become pretty selective in my movie-viewing over the years.  It's just not enough for me that a movie be well-made or well-acted: I need to be moved or entertained on a higher level.  Since having the kid, my time is so precious that even finding 2 hours strung together to watch a movie at home has become challenging; I have a pile of blu-rays just waiting for me to find the chance to watch them.  Either I have to split my attention between the movie and the kid or I have to cut into precious sleep time to watch.  So with all that rigamarole, if I do finally manage to invest my extremely valuable time into watching a movie, it had better be EFFING SPECTACULAR. 

Looking at the oscar line-up I noticed a few movies that I do have an inkling of regret for not having gotten around to watching yet: Django (Tarantino fan), Lincoln (Spielberg worshiper), and Life of Pi (when Ang Lee is good...).  I will get around to seeing these movies at some point at home on my awesome high-def TV and wonderful speakers in the comfort of my La-Z-Boy.  I find that now when I do finally set aside time to watch a movie, I'm either that much happier/excited about it (War Horse) or that much more disappointed/aggravated (Cabin in the Woods).  

What I don't regret? Not even an inkling? Every minute I've spent with my daughter.  

 

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 2

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 2

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 1

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 1