I’ll be posting a list of my goals for 2020, but not until the 31st. Seeing as I’ll need a post for that day anyway, I may as well save it. Today, I’ll be discussing the cinema.
I don’t like the cinema. The end.
Only joking. I have 500 words to reach!
Cinemas are a staple on the list of ‘things to do’, whether it be with friends, as part of a celebration, or as a date. One can experience the best the film industry has to offer in the most immersive format available. Music is blasted at you in surround sound, and your eyes can see nothing but the huge screen in front of you.
I just find it a little bit much. I’ve never liked intense action films – they put me on edge, but not in the ‘fun’ way. In the ‘I just want to get it over with’ way. The horror genre has never been my thing – I get vivid and intrusive nightmares at even the most ludicrously un-scary monsters. I’m more into family-friendly movies, which don’t gain a huge amount from being shown in a cinema.
On top of that, I dislike how inflexible it is. If it’s too loud (as was the case for us when watching the Assassin’s Creed film), there’s nothing you can do about it. If you need the toilet while watching, you need to pick what you think is a lull in the action – and you’d better hope you have a companion who can explain what you missed in about five seconds upon your return.
Finally, cinema-going’s most fatal flaw – there are other people there. On rare occasions, being part of a crowd of people watching the same film as it unfolds can be exhilarating, but the vast majority of the time, the fact that you’re not alone can in fact invalidate all of the upsides of visiting the cinema. The aforementioned immersion can be broken astoundingly easily if somebody is talking or, god forbid, using their phone during the film (and being from the UK, those people do not get called out by other audience members. They are just angrily glared at).
In fact, unless there’s a film we specifically want to see on opening night, such as a Marvel film, we will attend a cinema that’s about a 20 minute drive away, and fairly small. We go to late-night viewings, and there’s rarely a single other person there – which suits us just fine. The few films we do see tend to be fan-favourites, and going to a midnight opening makes it more likely that everybody attending will respect the rules.
But for 99% of movies, I would much rather prefer to watch them in my home. There, I can adjust the volume, pause it if I need the toilet, snuggle under blankets, and the food isn’t extortionate. My partner and I can watch them in peace, and it also doesn’t cost an arm and a leg to watch.
I think I’m going to go and watch a movie… in my living room.