I must speak. I need to kindly toss a huge apology out into the world. This week-end, I made a plan with my daughter to have a date night. We decided on dinner and a movie. We haven’t done such a thing in a long time. We agreed right away on the restaurant, met and had really good conversation. I kept admiring how she is growing so beautifully as a woman. She knows her mind. She takes care of her body. She deepens her ways of thinking. And, look at her, by the way… she is just gorgeous!
Well, then we discussed movies. I had picked one I thought we would both like. That’s not always easy for the two of us. She likes action. I like sentiment. She mentioned seeing a movie that seemed to me to be on the emotional/serious side. I was pulling for one that seemed to be full of mystery and intrigue. She gave in, and went with my vote.
Mistake. Big, huge, ugly mistake.
First of all, unbeknownst to either of us, it was three hours long. That’s long even when it’s a great movie. But this movie was awful. It should have been rated ‘W’ for waste. Do not… I repeat NOT go see Gone Girl. It is epic misery. When I left that movie theater I was furious… not as furious as my daughter, mind you… but furious all the same. I wanted my money and my time back. I wanted to demand a refund. Twenty three bucks I paid for the two of us to see worthlessness.
So, first of all, I do apologize to my daughter. If you are still up for the other movie, dear, we can go next week-end and hope for the best!
But second of all I want to apologize to the larger world. I am sorry for wasting my money on such a terrible Hollywood disaster that improved nothing but the pocketbooks of those who created it. Shame on me, but shame on Hollywood. You spent a tramillion dollars, a large amount of time, and a cupful human creativity on something that benefits humankind in no way. Flashing fannies and breasts, gushing murder scenes, poor POOR storyline, stupid sex scenes, and an ending so amazingly irritating that the most devoted pacifist would want to rip the screen off the wall. I am sorry for you and sorry for me.
I care about how I spend my time. I want my time and my money and my focus to be for worth. I cannot remember ever feeling so taken advantage of or feeling so disappointed in myself for being suckered in. If nothing else, Hollywood, you have reminded me to invest as little as possible in your shallow glam.
I am sorry, my friends. Just don’t go. Go instead to the meadow or the stream. Put on your hat and gloves and take a walk and really look at the summer flowers that are now dried beauties by the side of the road. Read a book to someone or with someone who just needs to feel sound and warmth beside them. Paint your toes or your dreams on paper. Light candles and say prayers and sing songs. Create a homemade card and write love messages inside and leave it for someone you know or don’t know to find. Give blood. Bake apple pie from apples you bought at a roadside stand from a local farmer who could use your support. Volunteer in your local school. Step next door and meet your neighbor or take them some of your apple pie. Call your Mom.
Just let your mind be fixed on what is good and pure and healthy. Don’t go or invest in what is not. It’s just not worth it. We’ll all be pulling for you to say no to empty mind calories and yes to delicious nourishment that feeds one and all.
And, in conclusion of this dedicated rant, I’d like to say that I can’t applaud Hollywood actors who go on talk shows and condemn violence, sexual offenses, and the hunger and poverty in this world when they make their money via the portrayal of gratuitous violence, sexual offenses, and the plight of innocents. It makes me really angry and disappointed that we continue to reward the famous for their poor choices while school teachers would simply like the time and money to buy a new pair of shoes. I am counting Gone Girl as my lesson learned and am returning to the land of Caring About What Matters.
Yours Sincerely,
Girl Who Runs with Insight.
Well, then we discussed movies. I had picked one I thought we would both like. That’s not always easy for the two of us. She likes action. I like sentiment. She mentioned seeing a movie that seemed to me to be on the emotional/serious side. I was pulling for one that seemed to be full of mystery and intrigue. She gave in, and went with my vote.
Mistake. Big, huge, ugly mistake.
First of all, unbeknownst to either of us, it was three hours long. That’s long even when it’s a great movie. But this movie was awful. It should have been rated ‘W’ for waste. Do not… I repeat NOT go see Gone Girl. It is epic misery. When I left that movie theater I was furious… not as furious as my daughter, mind you… but furious all the same. I wanted my money and my time back. I wanted to demand a refund. Twenty three bucks I paid for the two of us to see worthlessness.
So, first of all, I do apologize to my daughter. If you are still up for the other movie, dear, we can go next week-end and hope for the best!
But second of all I want to apologize to the larger world. I am sorry for wasting my money on such a terrible Hollywood disaster that improved nothing but the pocketbooks of those who created it. Shame on me, but shame on Hollywood. You spent a tramillion dollars, a large amount of time, and a cupful human creativity on something that benefits humankind in no way. Flashing fannies and breasts, gushing murder scenes, poor POOR storyline, stupid sex scenes, and an ending so amazingly irritating that the most devoted pacifist would want to rip the screen off the wall. I am sorry for you and sorry for me.
I care about how I spend my time. I want my time and my money and my focus to be for worth. I cannot remember ever feeling so taken advantage of or feeling so disappointed in myself for being suckered in. If nothing else, Hollywood, you have reminded me to invest as little as possible in your shallow glam.
I am sorry, my friends. Just don’t go. Go instead to the meadow or the stream. Put on your hat and gloves and take a walk and really look at the summer flowers that are now dried beauties by the side of the road. Read a book to someone or with someone who just needs to feel sound and warmth beside them. Paint your toes or your dreams on paper. Light candles and say prayers and sing songs. Create a homemade card and write love messages inside and leave it for someone you know or don’t know to find. Give blood. Bake apple pie from apples you bought at a roadside stand from a local farmer who could use your support. Volunteer in your local school. Step next door and meet your neighbor or take them some of your apple pie. Call your Mom.
Just let your mind be fixed on what is good and pure and healthy. Don’t go or invest in what is not. It’s just not worth it. We’ll all be pulling for you to say no to empty mind calories and yes to delicious nourishment that feeds one and all.
And, in conclusion of this dedicated rant, I’d like to say that I can’t applaud Hollywood actors who go on talk shows and condemn violence, sexual offenses, and the hunger and poverty in this world when they make their money via the portrayal of gratuitous violence, sexual offenses, and the plight of innocents. It makes me really angry and disappointed that we continue to reward the famous for their poor choices while school teachers would simply like the time and money to buy a new pair of shoes. I am counting Gone Girl as my lesson learned and am returning to the land of Caring About What Matters.
Yours Sincerely,
Girl Who Runs with Insight.
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