You’re Doing It Wrong – Pop Culture Edition
I am a man who enjoys his pop culture. I watch too many movies. I mainline TV like heroin. I know more about the history of the WWE (nee WWF) than I do my own family. And I still read comic books, despite being old enough to be the aged scientist who accidentally bestows powers upon the hero.
But if I had to give it all up tomorrow, I’d be OK. I’d find something new to occupy my time. You can’t take this stuff too seriously.
Which brings me to “New Moon.” *Ahem*
If you are screaming and squealing when a trailer for a movie is shown, you are doing it wrong. If you are emotionally affected by the fact that the actor of the film, whom you will never meet and did not have a chance with anyway, is dating his co-star, you’re doing it wrong. If someone questions the quality of the film and you’re response is unmitigated fury instead of a rational explanation of its appeal, you’re doing it wrong.
Oh, Twi-hards, I cannot tell you how much I have looked forward to “New Moon.” I never saw “Twilight,” nor do I plan to. I will not see “New Moon,” either. I will also avoid the third film, which I assume is called “Mummy Boning.”
But I have been eagerly anticipating the release of “New Moon,” regardless, because when it’s finally in theaters, I won’t have to hear you scream about it anymore. I won’t have to put up with the incessant fast food tie-ins or the non-stop cycle of commercials for that movie. They will fade away and leave me in peace and quiet, enjoying (but not obsessing about) the pop culture that I so love.
Now if I could just tune out all the people who love “Lost,” I’d be in heaven.
