I would put all those Star Wars films into the vast middle category. And I totally agree about the incredible bonding power of hating the same things. My husband and I have often been the only ones sitting stone-cold in a crowded theater where everyone else LOVES the movie (Amadeus and Forrest Gump spring to mind). And we also have taken a solemn vow never to take up bird-watching. Thanks for writing!
]]>Sounds like a good strategy!
]]>We differ in a major category: After seeing Apacolypse Now, I have never been able to see another war film. My husband goes alone or with a friend or watches them on Netflix.
]]>Hmm, that’s strange! I really liked The Piano, my husband really didn’t, and since it seemed like an Important Movie, we couldn’t just dismiss it as we did all the other ones we attributed to one another’s poor but forgivable taste. There’s probably a lot of movies I used to like that I could no longer stomach if I saw them again.
]]>You should definitely start one–so much fun! I really liked Lantana, and really wanted to like Revolutionary Road, but was disappointed by it (as I often am when movies are super hyped!). Thanks for writing–let me know if you start a group!
]]>Thanks, Dorothy. You should start a movie group! And I don’t know why, but it does seem that men are more open to what they deem “chick-flicks” than they are to “chick-lit.” Must be all those first dates they must endure in hopes of getting a second one.
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