I’m in love with Netflix, people. Luh-huuuuve.
I never see movies anymore. Ever. And I adore movies, but D has some sort of movie-related narcolepsy that strips away any chances of seeing a movie in the theater, much less renting. In the four years we have been together, we have seen TWO movies in the theater. The Royal Tenenbaums (because I begged) and The Squid and the Whale (he was forced to go over Thanksgiving by this fantastic family). He dozed off during both, and let me tell you, it is in NO WAY fun or exciting to watch a movie with someone who has gone limp in the chair next to you. Plus, I end up not enjoying the movie due to constantly checking D out of the corner of my eye to make sure he isn’t drooling.
I guess this movie-narcolepsy thing dates back to D’s childhood. His family first realized he had a problem when they threw him a birthday sleepover complete with all of his buddies. Apparently, the big draw was that Raiders Of The Lost Ark had just been released on VCR. All of D’s friends were talking it up all week long; and when the time came, they all gathered around his dad’s enormous screen to watch the cool movie. Well, they all watched it except for D. He fell asleep within the first ten minutes and missed his birthday party. What a freak show.
Let’s add to the issue. Keep in mind where I live. Southern California! Hello, entertainment industry. Movies, new television pilots and celebrity gossip are considered the créme de la créme of small talk and dinner conversations. Personally, I like to be “in the know”, and that just doesn’t happen when you’re in a dire movie-depletion situation. Thank God Pink Is The New Blog keeps me up-to-date on everything else.
So, last week I received a mailer from Netflix. I was sold immediately. Movies delivered to my doorstep? Sign me up. We have never owned a Blockbuster card! Can you believe that? D would rather fight to the death with a grizzly than drive to a Blockbuster to rent a movie. Are you sensing how pathetic this is?
Last night I watched Million Dollar Baby wrapped up in a blanket on my couch with a huge smile on my face. Not because it was such a happy-go-lucky movie…DAMN, that shit was depressing. No, I smiled because I knew I would ship it back tomorrow and receive Ray next. Woohoo!
Here is my Netflix Movie Queue. Obviously, I’m going for the blockbusters first, but any recommendations for other films from the past four years (I actually watched lots of movies prior to meeting the freakshow) would be greatly appreciated.
Some of my all-time favorite movies (you know, a vantage point for recommendations):
Lost In Translation
Dream for an Insomniac
Pretty in Pink
Like Water for Chocolate
Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind
Dazed and Confused
La Famiglia (yes, I like Italian movies)