I’m Dreaming a Dream
I can’t stand it when people talk during movies. It drives me crazy. I pay money to see a film, not to hear my neighbors discussing their plans for after the film or to listen to a running commentary about what they do/do not like about the film.
A few years ago, I went to a screening of “The Wizard of Oz” — my favorite movie EVER. It was my first time seeing it in a movie theater. I couldn’t wait. I have watched this movie dozens and dozens of times. I couldn’t wait to see it on the big screen. So I went, found the perfect seat, and waited patiently through all the previews until….ta-da! It began!! And the person in front of me starts singing. With Judy Garland. I was appalled. You don’t sing over Judy! You sit in awe at her amazing talent. Quietly.
I’m thinking about this because I am really excited about “Les Miserables” coming out on Christmas Day. Really excited. I love that musical, too. I’ve seen it, memorized it. Had the T-shirt, teach the book. But I am nervous. I want to go on Christmas Day. Really, really want to go. But there will be a lot of people there that day. People who also love the movie and know all the songs. And if one of them busts out with “Who Am I?” while Hugh Jackman is singing, I might hurt them. And that wouldn’t be good. On so many levels.
Maybe I should contact the theater, ask for a special screening for those of us who promise not to say a word the whole movie. I can’t be the only one who appreciates silence in the movie theater, right? Who wants to listen to the paid actors rather than karaoke happy hour?
I am torn. Go when it opens or wait until the crowds die down? Anyone else struggle with this? Or am I…. “On My Own”?