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Magic of the umm…pictures 04.09.08

I used to like going to the movies. In fact I used to like it before anyone in Ireland would ever have dreamed of using a word like movies in a sentence.
When I was growing up we went to the pictures. Well okay, when I was growing up we usually didn’t go to the pictures because the nearest cinema was fourteen miles away, but if we were going, we’d be going to the pictures and not to the movies.
Come to think of it I still go to the pictures if I’m going, but strangely enough when I watch films at home I often watch them on a ‘movie’ channel.
Watching films at home certainly has advantages, but it’s hard to beat the cinema experience to really enjoy a film.
And that kinda takes me back to my opening line. I used to like going to the pictures and during the wonderful 80s and early 90s I really didn’t care what I saw, or at least looking
back now at what I saw I’m thinking I mustn’t have cared.
Envious of older members of my family who told tales of watching cowboy films every Saturday morning when there was a cinema in my home-town, I longed to go and watch a film on something bigger than a 14-inch television.
Of course we weren’t completely deprived of the cinema experience. Three times as far as I can remember a man with a projector came to the local hall bringing us a kind of cinema of our own.
We saw ‘Grease,’ one of the Dracula movies and I think Bruce Lee’s ‘Enter the Dragon.’ The top right hand corner of the big screen pinned across in front of where the stage was curled down a couple of times because the tape holding it up wasn’t strong enough, and the projector overheated once, but we didn’t care it was still brilliant.
It wasn’t quite the same as the real thing though, a place where the popcorn was salty instead of that coloured sweet stuff we used to buy in wee crisp-like bags and where somebody came in with a torch to show you to a seat that wasn’t one of those old wooden hall types.
And so when I got the chance I used to go to the pictures whenever I could. I avoided anything spacey if possible so out were all the Star Wars films and I have still never ever watched E.T. but I did see some classics like the Rocky movies and the Beverly Hills Cop movies.
Okay, so there was a certain element of bad choice and bad taste involved there, but I didn’t always choose badly and also saw movies like Rain Man and Ghostbusters and some of the other good ones made in the 80s. (I’m sure there were at least two more).
That continued into the early 1990s and then it stopped. With the arrival of my two girls going to the cinema took on a whole new meaning and over the past decade I have watched everything produced by Disney or Pixar usually in the cinema and then again about twenty times at least on DVD.
To be honest I didn’t really mind all that much. I like cartoons anyway and have always had a fascination with and huge admiration for animators. And the bonus is of course that the cartoons are funny.
For ten years the full selection of whatever had PG beside it was what I had to choose from. But all that has changed again as I discovered to my peril last week when I decided that a cinema visit might be a good way to round off the school holidays.
There wasn’t much of a choice as far as I was concerned, but then I had automatically looked at the listings and ruled out three or four in my head that I shouldn’t have.
Anything with a 12 beside it for instance until it was pointed out to me that, well they could go to a 12 movie because, well, they were 12.
The choices sounded horrendous, but it was their treat so they got to choose. They did, I went with them and I’m pretty sure that spending an hour jabbing myself with a fork would have been only a slightly less painful torture.
That said, there is a bright side and it’s very likely that this watershed moment could mean that it’s along time again before they will ever want me to accompany them to a film of their choice again.
But I’ll still probably have to drive them there…and pay!
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