Going through all this "stuff" I saved (knowingly or otherwise) included the internal question: why did I save this? I had to have figured I wanted to prove to someone that I attended the Minnesota / Bethune Cookman game, right? Going through the desk, I found a scattershot pile: movie tickets. I laughed as I dug them out, and while it clearly wasn't everything I saw, I almost wondered if they were saved for another reason: an alibi, really enjoying it, or...some other reason lost to time. I wouldn't have put it past my father to not believe I went to the movies, that I was out doing who knows what, dare I go to my girlfriend's house, etc.
I didn't think I saved movie tickets out here, but I looked around...and to my surprise, in a folder with odds and ends, I found a few. Again, why they were saved (come on, they aren't A-Team trading cards like I received in a birthday card) I have no idea.
The Indie & Studio-distributed Indie summer of '98 plowed through - that's The Opposite of Sex, Clockwatchers, Buffalo '66, and Slums of Beverly Hills.
"You can't fire me - you don't know my NAME!"
"We're a couple, and we span time together. We're a couple spanning time."
Dillon and I actually came up with a bit for Night by Night after the Slums of Beverly Hills screening, but we never ended up doing another episode. I don't know how we would've done it but here's the crux: a guy going to different stores, could be food, music, anything. He grabs a ton of stuff, then goes to the register. Whatever the total is, the guy goes "Yeah, so...I want all these things, but I only have $12, so...I can see we're gonna have to work something out." The cashier keeps pressing that the total is the total, if you can't afford it all buy less stuff, but the guy is oblivious: "I mean, $12 is a lot of money." Manager comes over, the guy gets defensive "Hey, I'm not in a fight, I'm not making a scene. I HAVE money, and I'm ready to give it to you. All of it! For this stuff!"
I don't know...WE thought it was funny.
With student prices readily accessible in Boston, seeing movies was often an experience when drinking needed a break. In what I found here, there were a few things that I hadn't thought of since, well, since I saw it...then saw the ticket stub, and it all came back:
- I apparently saw Muppets From Space in the theater which I didn't remember until seeing the stub, then recalled I had met a girl at a party and somewhere in the night (whether it was the alcohol, us vibing, or a combo of the 2) we decided that the following day we'd see that movie. At best, the film is OK...and honestly, the quality of the movie ended whatever was going to happen between the 2 of us. We were sober when we went in the theater, and both like "well, so much for that. Thanks!" when we left. So it goes.
- It's a long story, but I saw Mystery, Alaska in a theater in Biddeford, Maine.
- There were some blank tickets from a small theater where I didn't write down what I saw. I remember one in Harvard Square had that set up. Again, student prices, a good way to kill a rainy day. Why save a blank ticket? Hell, maybe it was from a comedy show...who knows?
A folder with initial odds and ends from out here had a few saved as well. Sometimes it was just seeing something because I knew a theater would be torn down, just to check it out. Or things like this:
It took a long time for me to figure this one out: The Strange Case of Senor Computer. I freely admit this was judging a movie by its title. Back then, even low budget stuff would play in a theater for a week...Senor Computer might have just had a couple of days at the Egyptian.
Finally, once finding this one, I was surprised to see I saved it until I saw the date: