All to oneself

The end of the year is when some of the greatest movies come to theaters.

Personally, I’m really looking forward seeing “American Hustle” and “The Wolf of Wall Street.” I’m trying to finish the book of the latter before it comes out first, though, because the book is always better.

I saw “The Hunger Games” in theaters twice because I loved the books. I went to see the movie by myself, both times—which might sound lonely to some, but I actually kind of enjoyed it. It was my first time going to a theater by myself, and I noticed that when I was frustrated when portions of the movie were different from the books, I had to keep my mouth shut. Normally, I would lean over to whomever I was sitting with and whisper to them whenever I noticed any detail that was different. It was pretty bad when I saw “Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.” The entire ending was changed and it was pretty upsetting because the novel was a great read.

When you go to the movies alone, you pay more attention to the film. And since it usually costs an arm and a leg to go (at least outside of Sidney), it’s nice to get your money’s worth.

I’m also the kind of person who values their alone time. I like going to the movies and not have to worry if I’m hogging the armrest or not sharing the popcorn enough. There are minimal thoughts running through your head when you’re by yourself, so I think of it as more of a peaceful than lonely experience.

Call it what you want, but everyone goes to see a film by themselves every once in a while. Maybe I’m the odd one out for admitting that I like to do it, but there are definite benefits.