I think movies are great. The charged atmosphere and sense of anticipation of going to the theater, the intoxicating aroma of popcorn that makes my mouth water before I even enter the concession area, and I like having a getaway from my everyday life.
So Why Abandon the Gum-Laden Theater Seats?
I gave up going to the movie theater for two reasons: The cost of a ticket and my traditional popcorn and soda, and because I can’t justify the huge salaries actors make just because they’re good at what they do. You’d think I’d also have given the theater a thumbs-down because of the tall guy who always picked the seat directly in front of me every time, or the couple who can’t help talking throughout the entire film, but I was usually able to ignore those annoyances.
Air-Conditioning, Surround Sound, and Butter-Flavored Oil-Oh, My!
I’m not sure why, but the popcorn and soda with which to wash down all that salt are half the pleasure of the whole movie theater experience (which doesn’t go unnoticed by theater owners). But I can’t justify the exorbitant prices to get in the door, much less what theater owners have the audacity to charge for that delicious pseudo-buttered popcorn and a soda I can buy at the store for a fraction of the cost. I realized that I couldn’t afford my movie theater habit and had become disillusioned by what seems like padding movies ever-increasing and more spectacular special effects in an effort to hold my interest, popcorn-indulged or not. I also can’t find a reason to pay anyone what major actors and actresses make, any more than I can find a reason for the ludicrously-high salaries of professional athletes, politicians and corporate heads.
I decided to exercise my free will. In a world where money rules, I choose to stay home and buck the system. The popcorn may not be as yummy. But I don’t try to guess the height of the giant sitting in front of me. And I no longer wonder whether I’m sitting on someone’s gum, or hope the stickiness beneath my feet is just a spilled soda is a thing of my past. Plus, my wallet’s grateful every time I find something on cable, curl up on the sofa, and prepare to leave my own world behind for awhile.