Isn’t it funny how we can be contemplating a topic only to have the same ideas come up in conversation shortly afterwards? This happened to me tonight.
I’d been thinking about this for the last few weeks.
I’ve downloaded a bunch of music that was really meaningful to me in my late teens and early to mid-twenties – Big Wreck, the Matthew Good Band, Three Doors Down, The Breeders, Sloan, Jale, Joydrop and I’ll tell you this: it’s all totally fantastic. I listen to it at my desk while I’m working and it is a mega happiness booster. It’s all just as good as I remember it being.
It was risky, though. Before I did it, I actually wondered if I should. What if I didn’t like it as much as I remembered? What would that do to my memories of it, all that nostalgia?
Turns out, I didn’t have to worry. At least not yet.
Now, Rebecca is gutsier than I am. Music is one thing – it’s so wrapped up in emotion. That probably even saves the songs that may not have been all that great the first time around. It’s the veil of our history.
Movies, though? I am frightened to watch my true favourites because what if I don’t still think they’re great? What if I lose my love for them? It feels a little like putting part of my identity on the line. Like, who would I be if the movies that were really meaningful to me turn out to be not that good?
I’m attached to only a few movies that would feel really risky to rewatch now. Off the top of my head, here are a few:
- Wonder Boys
- Almost Famous
- Lost In Translation
- Marie Antoinette
- 500 Days of Summer
Are there any movies you feel particularly attached to? Do you watch them all the time or rarely?
P.S. I just heard back from Rebecca and she said it was still perfect. If she can do it, maybe I can, too. Movie marathon this long weekend? Perhaps.