Movies are something my dad and I have shared for many years now. When I went away to grad school, I would not only come home every Saturday to watch the latest HBO premier movie, but I would bring back tapes I had recorded from my residence hall’s closed circuit movie channel – movies that weren’t even on regular cable yet. Each week, I’d bring home half a dozen or so of them, and then Dad and I would make a pizza and enjoy the Saturday HBO premiere.
I’ve also shared some good movies with Dad at the theater. One of the best was Apollo 13. That’s one movie that just isn’t the same on the small screen. Conspiracy Theory was also good fun, and there have been many others.
We had meant to see the new James Bond movie in the theater, Quantum of Solace. We enjoyed the last one so well on DVD, and we thought it would be a perfect movie to see at the theater with all its action. But unfortunately, it left our local theater before we had a chance to see it. We were bummed about it until we saw that Gran Torino was coming out. We were able to catch that one.
Gran Torino was good. Tragic and heroic in its quiet, yet explosive kind of way. It was really enjoyable. But the real fun of movies is sharing them with someone, like your best girl, your dad, or in this case: both!