Saturday, December 8, 2012

Have You Felt Infinite?

Going to the movies alone is a different experience. There's nobody hanging on to you, nobody pleading for this, that, and the other thing at the concessions stand (or nobody futzing up the act of sneaking food into the theatre), no worrying about going to the bathroom before or during the show, and no concern that affectionate petting will obstruct my view or diminish the experience.

There are not many movies that would draw me out of my cave to go see in a theatre, especially since the whole Inception thing is over and done with. When I saw that in the theatre, I made sure that my partner was aware that the movie was a priority, and they would understand or not attend with me. But no movie is like Inception, especially not this one.

Though maybe I would have been better off if I'd had someone there with me for this movie, someone to hold onto afterward. But I didn't.

The first time I read "Perks of Being A Wallflower," I knew I had to have a copy. I didn't read it too long after it first came out, and it struck me. Hard. Charlie is too close to myself, though I suffered none of his molestation, his internal behaviour is too much like mine own.

When I saw, a few scant weeks ago, not only that it was a movie, and not only that it had Watson and Lerhman starring in it, but that it was being directed by the author (which is always a big matter for me, just like reading audiobooks that are read by the author), I knew I needed to see it.

And so I have.

Sure, the beginning had a few cliche moments, and I felt Lerhman played out the drama a little too heavily, but by the time he started falling apart, he was well into the role, right in the spot where I felt he should have been in.

In so many ways, I wish it had been made into a movie sooner, but then I don't think it would have had the right people in it, and that can make all the difference.

The book (which I read a few days before going and seeing the movie) has been on my bookshelves and part of my heart a long time, and the movie will soon join it there. There are few movies I feel that I must own, and this is definitely one of them.

Though I was disappointed with the shortened "milkshake" scene, watching Emma Watson dance in Rocky Horror certainly made up for it.