Misc.

How cool it is to see a movie from your childhood in the theater

One thing I gotta hand to technology. The revival of the movies of my youth. Yes, it’s just so they can make a buck by releasing them in 3-D and yes, sometimes 3-D just gives me a headache, but still. Last year, my former roommates and I sung aloud to Beauty and the Beast in the theater. A few weeks later, a group of my friends dressed up for the Titanic re-release (that’s us, below).

And last night, to top everything else–Jurassic Park. 3-D. IMAX. It doesn’t get much better than that.

I watched Jurassic Park at a birthday party of one of my best friend’s as a kid. I remember that we all had to ask our moms permission because it was rated PG-13, and we must have been 8 or 9. I remember that we watched it in the dark of the basement on what seemed like a really big screen at the time and played with nerf guns afterwards.

The movie was beautiful in 3-D–I was literally jumping out of my seat. The John Williams score was just as beautiful as I remembered–it took me back to my friend’s basement birthday in seconds. There was a refreshing lack of CGI–and what was used was used well. But more than that, it was the story. So¬†imaginative, so exciting that even when you know how much is going to go wrong, you find yourself wishing, in that childlike way, that there was a way to keep the park open. That there was a way for people to see dinosaurs, because what, really, is cooler than that?

My new manuscript relies heavily on the characters’ childhood memories for its narrative. Though it’s set when the two main characters are 17 and 18, it has frequent trips back to when they were just 8 or 9. The After Girls even includes a few memories from this time. It’s an impressionable age, when you’re learning to think for yourself, when you’re learning all about the world, but you still haven’t lost any sense of wonder and amusement and imagination. It’s really fun to write about–and it’s great fun to relive at the movies–even if the ticket does cost $17.50.

Oh, also, here’s the score. Just listen and tell me it’s not the greatest music ever composed.

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