Life on My Own Terms

I love going to the movies. Husband knows I could go every Saturday afternoon for the rest of my life and I’d be a happy camper. I love the experience of finding seats, bitching about the people seated in front of or behind you, of watching the previews and then enjoying the show. I also love the post-movie analysis and the coming home to check out the movie trivia on IMDB to confirm who that particular actor was that looked really familiar in that small scene at the beginning was in an obscure TV show I loved.

Yesterday, husband and I went to see Public Enemies. Husband’s criticism was that he already knew how it was going to end. Duh. Of course he did; everyone in theater knew. The casting was great and I really appreciated the clothing. Handsome handsome.

When we got home, I started looking at Wikipedia for more details about John Dillinger and Melvin Purvis. That took me on a trip to Pretty Boy Floyd and Baby Face Nelson. Then onto O Brother, Where Art Thou? and so on. Good times.

While I appreciate the historical accuracies (and inaccuracies) in movies such as this, I also have to laugh at people that get all bent out of shape that events depicted in the movies aren’t exactly like how it happened in real life. That’s why it’s a movie – not a documentary. I expect to be entertained at the movies; I’ll do the research on my own.

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