Waaaay back in my undergraduate days, I hung out with a group of friends who watched a couple of movies repeatedly. Although most of the movies I liked, or at least appreciated, I never really liked Heavy Metal or Pink Floyd’s The Wall. Unfortunately, my lack of courage and my desire to fit in pushed me into lying and saying I liked them. Anybody do the same? or am I the only peer-pressured jellyfish?
I’ll take TV shows to.
Although I never claimed to like them, I sat through numerous viewings of Highlander and Fletch because everyone else just loved these movies. Sadly, the repeated screenings has altered something in my brain where I now have a particular fondness for them.
All those Julia Roberts movies.
“Do you remember,” said O’Brien, “the moment of panic that used to occur in your dreams?..There was something terrible on the other side of the wall. You knew that you knew what it was, but you dared not drag it into the open. It was the Dazzling Smile that was on the other side of the wall.”
I pretended to be keen on Citizen Kane because a guy I was dating was crazy about this movie. I found it to be pretentious and overrated, but I didn’t tell him that; it would have been like saying “Gee, your baby is ugly” to a proud papa.
I pretended to like <i>Snatch</i> in high school because one of my close friends was bonkers about it and rented it so everybody else could experience its amazingness.
And now I can pretend I didn’t just try to use html tags.