Happy Valentine’s Day! I did not give out this blog address to anyone today, so if you’re reading this on February the 14th, I am sorry that you are so bored that you surfed blogspot (did I mention today is Valentine’s Day?), found my newborn blog (on Valentine’s Day), and actually started reading it (on the day where picking out a
loner versus a
lover in a crowd is easier than spotting a cross dresser on the streets of LA). I encourage you, my new friend, to go outside, take a literal breath of fresh air, then a figurative one, and make a difference in the world. My name is Hunter and today I stumbled upon an answer to a question I’ve had for a while: What do I want to blog about? I have always been encouraged to blog as a sort of relief or reflection, but it seemed as if all the ideas were taken.
This past summer, my friend John came out to Nashville and managed to discover my copious collection of movie ticket stubs. His curiosity in the financial burdens that the movie theaters have placed upon me led to us spending over an hour sorting out my compilation of stubs and calculating how much money I have spent on movies in the past five years. The results left John in an odd state of disgust and me in an even stranger sense of pride and accomplishment.
I love movies. It’s almost an obsession, and I’m fine in admitting that. Obsessions are fairly easy to describe – they result in a state of complete bliss that is unique to each individual. Some turn to partying for this satisfaction. Some turn to Farmville. Some 72-year-old grandmothers are obsessed with spending their grandkids’ inheritances at the casino (oops did that slip?) because it’s “justsomuchfun.” And some people turn to places like Sonic and McDonald’s. I, however, turn to movies.
(disclaimer: please disregard my subtle attempts at humor – I’m aware you probably aren’t laughing at points…[dad]…but this is me being creative and I’m enjoying it)
In this blog, I plan to explore this fascination I have always had for the film industry and provide a unique, personal review of each movie I see this year. I will discuss my movie-going experiences from the people I encounter (or don’t encounter—ever heard of people watching? It’s an LA thing, one of my favorite hobbies. There’s just some people that make you wonder about things so instead of interacting with them, the best thing to do is make up your own story for them and, well…blog about it!). Where was I? Oh yeah, on any given post I might discuss the people I am around that day, some past blogworthy movie-going experiences, some predictions and hopes I have for this coming year, and, of course…I will concoct my own individualized review of each movie I see this year and how each one enhances my worldview. I will impassionedly spew out whatever thought I believe needs to be recorded and shared with you all. Personally, I hope to enhance my writing skills, open myself up to new ideas, and provide a serene atmosphere for anyone interested in my ventures to Regal Green Hills 16.
PS have you figured out yet that I use dictionary and thesaurus.com to build a funner – excuse me – more
vivacious vocabulary?
OK – Here we go…
I am Hunter _____ (no…creepers, I’m not giving out my last name) and this is my story:
On April 10, 2005, I saw
The Ring 2 and since then have
attempted to keep every movie ticket stub I receive. Brace yourself for these statistics:
Since the inception of my collection,
I have seen:
151 movies(avg 30.2/year)
I have spent:
$1,110.75(avg $222.15/year - excluding popcorn/drinks)
and created a lifetime of memories doing it…
(not into clichés? Then check out my sister Meghan _____’s [nope…still not giving out that last name] blog
730 Days In Photos at
730daysinphotos.blogspot.com)
I will begin by chronicling the past 4 years in movies with a post for each year including my top 3 picks and why or why not they are better than the Best Picture winner that year. Look forward to more statistics and even more extremely large and incorrectly used vocabulary words.
“Tik tok on the clock but the
subtle attempts at humor don’t stop no. no oh oh oh. no oh oh oh”
trying too hard?