Vow This

Sucked in to go see The Vow.  I use that specific phrasing because there are some movies we have to go see whether I like it or not.  I knew this wasn't going to be a great movie watching experience the second I walked in. 


With half of the theater filled, I was the only guy, and we were the oldest people. Median age was about 13. What I couldn't figure out was what interest any 13 year olds would have in a movie about wedding vows. I was also bummed b/c there was no wi-fi connection there and I couldn't check on the Cavs game.


Finally, another guy walked in with his girlfriend. I wasn't alone. But he was 16 at best. I was still the senior of the room. I was afraid of being bombarded afterward to be the guy to buy everyone alcohol at the gas station across the street.


The previews started...then they never stopped. It was one preview after another. At one point I became very concerned. I leaned over to Wife and asked, "Did I pay $21 to come watch a bunch of previews or an actual movie?" It didn't stop there. The $21 previews couldn't even be enjoyed because of all the talking going on. It was a steady sound of murmuring in the background. That's fine, who doesn't enjoy a movie with the white noise of childhood chatter? 


When the movie started, Channing Tatum spent spent a decent amount of time with his shirt off. And now I see what interest 13 year old girls would have in this movie. My interest? None at all. As the movie progressed, there was plenty of opportunity for crying. The audience provided a swell surround sound experience of sniffles. Nothing says 'good time' like hearing 250 people simultaneously sniff their running noses. 


Throughout this whole movie I kept leaning over to tell Wife my newest observational complaints. She'd laugh and agree. We had a great time. By the end of the movie - and after my complaining was over - Wife shot in a slick comment: "You sounded like Dennis the Mennace's next door neighbor Mr. Wilson. Always grumping"


She was right. I immediately saw myself years ahead yelling at the neighbor kids to get off my lawn. That's not what I want. They should be able to use my yard to extend their Whiffle ball field.  Or use it for more space to toss the Frisbee. Or use it to play catch. 


But so help me, if they let their dog poop on my lawn.......