Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Hardcore
So a bunch of us saw X3 on Friday, which was pretty good. We bought tickets a week ahead of time because Grauman's Chinese Theatre is pretty much the best place to see a big movie like that, and we knew other people know this too. I'm hardcore about movies, which -- I'll just say it -- is awesome. I mean, you can't kind of love something. If you're not a little embarrassed by your level of passion, then what's the point?
This is why -- I realized Friday -- there's a fine line between Normals and Extremes. What separates me, really, from the guy who buys tickets way in advance AND gets dressed up in X Men costume?
It reminded me of when Marah, Matt Drdek and I were walking through a desolate part of Williamsburg, and we stumbled upon two Civil War re-enactors. In an empty parking lot, they were changing out of costume into civilian clothes. Matt asked, 'who won?'.
One guy innocently replied, 'Oh, we didn't fight today'.
His supposed friend hit him in the arm. 'He meant historically!' He got really embarrassed. I guess he wanted to keep his hobby a secret... Or maybe he was embarrased that they were changing costumes together in an empty parking lot.
But if you're going through the trouble (joy?) of putting on a costume, which is probably authentic and therefore expensive, what's there to be shy about? Trumpet that shit! If I was that hardcore about the Civil War, or Lord of the Rings, or Star Trek, and that immune to mockery, my costume would cost a million dollars. It'd be the shit.
Side note. Seven years ago, while we stood in an endless line at the same movie theatre on the eve of the release of the first "new" Star Wars, the Extremes were out in full force. It seemed like every other person was in costume. A few Boba Fetts tangled with the Luke Skywalkers, but it was mostly peaceful. It only got ugly when a Spock showed up. Not to see the movie, just to make fun of the Star Wars fans.
So a bunch of us saw X3 on Friday, which was pretty good. We bought tickets a week ahead of time because Grauman's Chinese Theatre is pretty much the best place to see a big movie like that, and we knew other people know this too. I'm hardcore about movies, which -- I'll just say it -- is awesome. I mean, you can't kind of love something. If you're not a little embarrassed by your level of passion, then what's the point?
This is why -- I realized Friday -- there's a fine line between Normals and Extremes. What separates me, really, from the guy who buys tickets way in advance AND gets dressed up in X Men costume?
It reminded me of when Marah, Matt Drdek and I were walking through a desolate part of Williamsburg, and we stumbled upon two Civil War re-enactors. In an empty parking lot, they were changing out of costume into civilian clothes. Matt asked, 'who won?'.
One guy innocently replied, 'Oh, we didn't fight today'.
His supposed friend hit him in the arm. 'He meant historically!' He got really embarrassed. I guess he wanted to keep his hobby a secret... Or maybe he was embarrased that they were changing costumes together in an empty parking lot.
But if you're going through the trouble (joy?) of putting on a costume, which is probably authentic and therefore expensive, what's there to be shy about? Trumpet that shit! If I was that hardcore about the Civil War, or Lord of the Rings, or Star Trek, and that immune to mockery, my costume would cost a million dollars. It'd be the shit.
Side note. Seven years ago, while we stood in an endless line at the same movie theatre on the eve of the release of the first "new" Star Wars, the Extremes were out in full force. It seemed like every other person was in costume. A few Boba Fetts tangled with the Luke Skywalkers, but it was mostly peaceful. It only got ugly when a Spock showed up. Not to see the movie, just to make fun of the Star Wars fans.
