I don’t usually feel old. Yes, the little accommodations that you make because your knee hurts, or the pills that you take to lower your pressure are somewhat of an annoyance. When I look at myself in the mirror, my mind does the fandango. Who the hell is that old man in the mirror with the shaving cream on his ears. My brain rejects the picture and is off to repair any damage that was done when looking at that visage.
By the time I finish shaving, I am back to being about 35 years old, going to the gym and working out with my cut off tee shirt and my gym shoes. I feign being cool as I walk out the door into my station wagon. I put my gym junk on the back seat, pull out of the garage, put on ESPN on my satellite radio and I am in a cocoon that makes me feel that I am not approaching 72.
Once in a great while, I am able to sneak away from our business and family travel to go to an afternoon movie. Carol has no interest in the kind of movies that I like, although I do enjoy some chick flicks and tear jerkers ( no Meg Ryan or Julia Roberts for me). My usual bill of fare is science fiction, fantasy, Harry Potter, comedies( good ones) and sometimes a good foreign film or film with a meaning beyond just entertainment.
I would rather see the new Star Trek, which I have purchased , than a film of significance. What a treat to see two Spocks, one old and one young. The younger one is a graduate of the Governor’s School for the Arts ( which does not exist anymore). Once in a great while, I will deliberately see a film that an adult should not see- a kids film. I do go to see things like Narnia with my grandchildren and maybe Spy Kids, never Alvin and the Chipmunks.
The other day I fell for the advertisement for the movie, “Scott Pilgrim vs. the World.” I thought that it would kind of give me a handle about what the current crop of kids feel is important. It seems to have been very popular. I went to the Regal Cinemas and announced, as I usually do, “ One old person for Scott Pilgrim.”
At three in the afternoon, there are very few people in the movie theater. I was able to stretch out in my seat and put my feet on the railing. I lived through 6 or 7 promos for new movies coming out ( I vowed not to see any of them) and settled back to see the feature. I was not aware that the feature had started. Usually there is some intro with music of a sort and the words feature film on the screen. This time they just went into the movie.
Essentially, the movie was about a young man ( age 22) who lives in a garage across the street from his parents home ( you never see them) who pursues a girl through the entire movie. He is forced to fight a number of her ex-boyfriends and at some point in the movie I was rooting for the ex-boyfriends. I did not know till the final credits that this was taken from an illustrated novel ( big comic book) and was narrated by someone from Saturday Night Live ( not Dan Akroyd or Chevy Chase).
Now that you have the essence of the movie, let me tell you, that if you are close to my age- between say 30 and 95, don’t go and see it. I never realized how out of touch I am with current youth happenings till I saw this movie. All of the references were to things I could not comprehend. It was not just the new toys- ipods, blackberries, ipads, but a host of song references, game references, comic references, relationship references, general music references and so much more.
It was not that I did not understand what was happening, but I did not understand the motivation for any of the characters. Maybe the cartoons, video games, music, and such was all the motivation they needed. The apex of the movie was so over the top ( for me) that it took me a minute or two of silent meditation to get over it myself.
I am just wondering if everyone reaches a certain age when current pop culture passes you by. Did I believe that I would always be current with what kids were doing? Sometimes, I have no clue what some of the ads on t.v. are referring to. Thank goodness there is a science fiction channel.