I am not much of a movie going person. I am short so it was always a challenge to see the screen without head bumps. This was especially true during the big hair years of the 80s. How rude can people be?
Whoever invented the VCR did me a big favor. I loved the movie rental stores except that you had to get there at weird times to get the movie you wanted. Even if you hoped to rent an oldie, you can bet someone beat you to it. I ended up seeing movies I can’t talk about because of that.
Then along came Netflix. I was in heaven. You didn’t have to go anywhere. It came to you. It was timely. Cool!
There was this one movie that I saw in a real theater. I loved it, really loved it.
I loved it so much I saw it six times in three months at real theaters. I can’t say that about any other movie ever. I paid to see it and then bought the tape. Of course as soon as I completed my tape purchase, “they” immediately stopped making tapes and went to DVDs.
The first time I saw it I was on a training gig two hours from home with another trainer. There was nothing to do so we went.
I was so moved. I laughed and I cried. It was set in my era so I could relate. I took people to see it because I thought it was so good. Sometimes I even paid for their ticket. I wasn’t happy until everyone I knew saw it.
It was so bad that when people saw me coming, they would say to each other, “When she asks just say you saw it or you know what will happen.”
I gave pop quizzes just to be sure they weren’t lying. Complicated pop quizzes that only the costume designer would know the answers.
The movie was Good Morning Vietnam.
For me it was so real and so damn good. I had always liked Robin Williams. I mean who didn’t? But this was different. Now I was a disciple.
He did a lot of great movies but this is my favorite.
I kept the tape long after I got rid of my VCR machine.
I feel like I lost a friend.