Yeah… that’s not even a good date movie if you’ve been married for 20 years.
I had the misfortune to take a comely young lady to see the Eddie Murphy/Martin Lawrence movie Life for our first date. Should be funny, I thought. Funny is good… er… no, actually. Talk about a bummer of a film. No nothing with her, then or ever.
Ha! I took an incredibly hot chick to see this (her choice). I felt sick afterwards, she loved it and wanted to get down and dirty. Yes, we did, and then we broke up a few weeks later when I found out she was STALKING me!
For some reason, back in my dating days I always picked stuff that seemed like rock solid choices, and ended up semi-disasters.
Item one : Pink Floyd’s The Wall. We both got so engrossed in the music and symbolism and everything, it actually took us a few days to “come down” from the flick. Very weird experience.
Item two : Amélie Poulain. Everyone kept telling me how cute and awwww and feel-good a film it was, and that we’d feel like we were on little clouds coming out. WRONG ! For some reason, I found it extremely depressing and ended bawling like a toddler. Yeah, yeah, I know. I returned my man card ages ago, I don’t care.
Item three : Love Me If You Dare (Jeux d’enfants). Total chick flick, this can’t go wrong thinks I. The poster showed a couple of kids kissing under the rain for chrissake ! Yeah, well as it turns out, it’s about a nasty, sort of Dangerous Liaison-ish cluster mindfuck on the cute couple’s part, climaxing in them both comitting suicide together because it’s the only way love won’t die in this grey and depressing world. The walk home was… quiet.
Bad movie date, through no fault of the movie itself.
I was dating a woman considerably younger than myself (about 18 yrs difference). We had been going out for a couple of months already, so I thought we had come to terms with the age thing.
We went to see The Dish, which is a story that takes place in July of 1969 at a remote Australian radio telescope site, and ends up being the only facility on Earth that is able to receive the feed from Apollo 11’s moon landing. As the image of Armstrong stepping onto the lunar surface came on the screen, I whispered to my date, “I remember watching this when it happened.”
She was born ten years after that happened, and I immediately felt a wall come down between us. We stopped dating about a week after seeing that movie.
That’s not only creepy but stupid. If you want to make out with someone (assuming they are so inclined), then go home. How could anyone watching a movie like that be thinking about making out?
If you want go to a movie, then watch the damn movie. And pay attention. Don’t be asking your friend or date questions, let alone be trying to make out. I thought that happened only in old movies from the 50s.
I’ve never gone to a movie as a “date.” I go because I want to see the movie. If you’re romantically interested in someone, just (tactfully) flirt, and if you do it right they’ll get the idea., and things will work out (one way or another).
I am white. I took a black girl to see Jungle Fever on a first date.
If that sounds appropriate, well, it wasn’t really. I was just on a date with a cute girl that I liked. I didn’t really care to consider all of the social and racial implications of it right then and there.
I think she felt the same way, as the post-film dinner was filled with little more than awkward small talk. We went out a couple more times, never really clicked and went our separate ways.
While I can’t specifically blame the movie for it not working out, it’s hard to think that it didn’t help set the tone.