wild things

I think it's a real shame that Blockbuster has gone out of business. I say that, knowing that they definitely couldn't have stayed in business based on me. I haven't been much of a movie-watcher. Especially rentals. I hate renting movies. Too much pressure to pick the right movie for just that moment. And then you have to return it on time.

Not my strength.

But recently, I discovered the joy of BUYING previously-rented movies. So I could buy several, really cheap, stick them on the shelf for just the right moment, and never have to return them. (Plus, I went downstairs awhile ago, and remembered we had this. Oh! This is why Spike likes it down here!)

See? I did not help Blockbuster stay in business. Sorry about that. But ... since they are going out of business ... they're selling off their stock ... soooo cheaply ... and  ... um ... yeah. I went. I bought.

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Every now and then I discover a movie that I love. It's never, ever a movie that anyone else loves. But I loved "Signs". I thought it was profound, with every single moment in the movie coming together when it matters most. And a deeply moving sub-story that no one else seemed to notice.

And I loved "Big Fish". Most people I talk to have never heard of it. But it's imaginative and unique and loving. It appeals to the storyteller in me.

And now I have a third. I bought it at Blockbuster the other day. Someone told me it didn't get good reviews. On Monday, I pulled it off the shelf and sat down in my jammies to watch it, all by myself.

Where the Wild Things Are.

Beautiful. Passionate. Random. Childlike. Heartfelt. And Real.