Shad & I rented a scary movie the other night called, Frozen. And I must say, I am one of the few girls in my realm of friends who really enjoys scary movies.
In addition, I've heard that as a mother, the whole desire to watch scary movies may diminish because you're now a responsible parent who is drawn to other forms of entertainment, like Modern Family (which is also true -- I'm hooked). Well, I won't say the desire is gone, I still look for the thrill of getting scared; however I no longer view the scary parts the way I used to.
Here's why:
All movies captivate you as if you're part of the story, right? That's the whole point of the movie industry -- to charm you with their characters & plots. We can all somehow relate to someone, something, or some place. Often, we are drawn to the entertainment of how life could be if:
... we were aliens
... we were rich
... we met Mr. Right in a taxi
... we met Mr. Right & he was super loaded & lived in a castle
... we went on a fun road trip with a bunch of friends, but wound up running from a man with a chainsaw
... we were stuck on a chair lift for a week
Well, that last scenario was the plot for Frozen (& believe it or not, it was a decent movie). I was on the edge of my seat. However, I wasn't the same girl who used to bite off all her nails on the edge of her seat.
THIS girl (who speaks in the third person) now freaks out because she's thinking:
... what if Cashe becomes an avid skiier? I want him to be a skiier.
... what if Cashe decides to take one last trip up the mountain? How will I stop him?
... what if they close down the mountain early & no one remembers Cashe?
... what if Cashe is left on a ski lift for a week? He must see this movie.
Oh, so THAT'S what happens to the entertainment of how life could be once you have kids.
October 11, 2010
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