I am a movie anorak.
It drives my husband nuts. But I don’t care because I love the movies and have done since I was taken to see Robin Hood (the Walt Disney cartoon version) as a child at the Odeon cinema in town.
It had a fabulous blood red carpet stretching throughout the entrance, with marble and gold decoration and the most magnificent auditorium. The huge screen was hidden behind deep green and gold curtains and it felt like the most magical place on earth to me.
THAT is how profound an effect the cinema had on me – I remember every detail.
I queued to watch ET in the rain (remember queuing!), I saw Close Encounters at a ‘wrap around screen’ cinema, I was one of the first to see Jurassic Park and I’ve seen everything that has come out of the Pixar studios.
And now my son is following in my footsteps.
It’s our ‘thing’. We do the movies together.
>He will happily take me to see Harry Potter, Iron Man and all things superhero.
We have ‘movie afternoons’ where we make a den on the sofa with a bucket of popcorn and watch Chitty Chitty Bang Bang or Iron Giant or The X-Men and we pick holes in the plot or point out silly things that would never happen or how we would have done it different if we were directing.
He’s going to be a geek just like mummy and I’m so proud!
I was thinking about this because Tom at Turf Dad hosts a Friday Film Favourite every week and I’ve been over there ribbing him about his choices, but secretly I’m all ooo and ahh and he shot up in my estimation when he picked Little Shop of Horrors one week!
Then Urban Panther took part in a contest where you had to list your favourite movies and she was all drooling over Vin Diesel (who knew!) and I was going through the comments sucking up what everyone was listing as their favourites and doing that ‘no no no’ in my head.
And then, Writer Dad started Tweeting about the trailer for the movie version of one of our favourite children’s books, Where The Wild Things Are and I got all a dither.
So Dan and I sat and watched it together this afternoon on the computer and it was like our little secret for us to get all excited about.
Daddy has him for rugby and cricket and fighting on the bed.
We have our movies.
So, here is my question to you: what is your favourite movie/movies?
Yes, I know this is an almost impossible question. I couldn’t possible choose. I have favourite movies for the mood I’m in and if I had to make a list I would probably agonise over it for like a week and then change it again and then get all upset when someone mentioned another film I love and I missed it out.
Anyway, I’m not a film snob. I don’t think Citizen Kane was the best thing committed to print, nor do I go all pretentious when someone mentions The Godfather.
I like to be entertained, I like to ‘feel’ something and I like anything with Hugh Jackman in. Except Van Helsing, that was bloody rubbish.