the one about the movies

the one about the movies

Saturday, April 13, 2013

Last night I relived one of the scariest moments of my childhood. When I was extremely young (and I think this is one of my first memories) my parents took the whole family to see Jurassic Park. I was really little so I think they were banking on my to fall asleep early on, which I did. For the twentieth anniversary, this delight suspense movie was released again in theaters....in 3-D.

A few friends and I traveled to the local 3-D theater, got those obnoxious glasses that never fit right, and settled in for what was sure to be a glorious two hours. I have never been good at scary movies or movies that make me jump. Why I said that I would go this movie I have no idea. The first part of the movie, you know before any dinosaurs come onto the screen, were great. My glasses were snug on my face and I was enjoying the actors' excitement at touchscreens, basking in the irony that I had a touchscreen in my pocket.

Then came the iconic scene, you know the one I'm talking about it. The T-rex began to nudge the Jeep and my glasses came off. I have seen this movie so many times and yet I couldn't watch it in 3-D! By the time the raptors show up at the visitors' center I had no intention of wearing my glasses ever again. The scene in the kitchen makes me so nervous every time! Each time I am convinced that the kids are not going to make it out. Last night in the theater these emotions were just heightened. I was worried that my friends were going to have to carry me out to the car, limp and lifeless. However, against my resolve to not wear my glasses again, I put them back on as soon as the helicopter arrived at the end of the movie :)

Regardless of my tentative nature, I would highly, highly recommend going to see Jurassic Park in 3-D. It's well worth it...or so I've heard...