Movie Buff

“The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”

I watched a flick last night that I haven’t watched in a very long time, 

that I am particularly fond of.

I use to be a huge movie buff and up to date on all the latest and greatest films. 

The past recent years of my life I still have the same passion for the movies

and all that goes into film making, but nowhere near the same free 

time to watch them, I also lack the movie partner I once had. 

I use to dedicate all my weekend hours to movie watching.

My father and I would make a list of movies on Friday night 

that we would watch throughout the weekend. There was rarely 

a time we didn’t get a chance to make it through all of them. 

We would watch all genres. Thriller, Comedy, Drama, Hitchcock’s, 

Sci-fi, Horror, Musicals, what we call “B” movies, anything from 

loved to never seen, we would watch.. It may seem boring or repetitive, 

but I loved every adventure we would encounter with each movie we watched. 

Normally commentary from others during a film can be a major annoyance, 

but my father has a giftedly comedic way about it.

Pause and rewind were popular buttons on the remote. 
We would discuss scenes or break them down to what 
we thought they may mean or the underlying 

message the story teller was trying to reveal. We would pause 

and take breaks from the thrillers so as to not get to jumpy or scared. 

We would pause and laugh and rewind and laugh some more as we 

were both rolling on the ground over something silly someone said in 

a comedy and from then on it would become an on-going inside joke 

between the two of us. We have many, as my dad loves comedy.

There would be times where he would watch a movie before I would and 

on the weekend we would then watch it together. He would prepare me

 for scenes and loved to watch my reaction. He found it pleasing when

 my reaction to a twist in the plot was the same as his. He would call me

 during the week when I was at my mothers and tell me to turn it to certain

 channels and we would watch movies with each other over the phone. 

Before bed at night sometimes he would call me and tell me alternate 

endings he made up to movies that we loved. I guess it wasn’t really the 

movies that we loved as much as the bond we had shared because of them.

We had a few scripts started that we never finished. Just ideas here and 

there thrown together on old yellow crinkled pads .. Little dreams of ours 

that never came true. It’s not disappointing that they didn’t though. We 

never really hoped or thought that they would. It was more so just giving 

our imagination something to run with and fun to think about. We would 

sometimes pretend life was one big movie. And would anyone watch our 

movie if we were in one. I liked to think they would. J

Whenever I do get time now to curl up on the couch, I tend to watch movies

I have already seen, and reminisce on the memories I have of them and the 

feeling they once gave me. I often get songs stuck in my head from the old 

movies we use to watch. Or quotes such as the one I started this post with. 

I wonder sometimes when watching new movies if my father has seen them or 
what he thinks about them if he has. It’s not the same watching movies 

without him sometimes. He could make me laugh like no one else could.

I miss those wonderful never-ending movie marathons..

Ale