It’s a widely known secret that I host opening night movie gatherings. By opening night I mean 12:01 am Friday morning. It still counts as opening night because it’s the middle of the night. Don’t argue with my logic just go with it.
We gather for dinner, prepared by yours truly. (Cooking seems to be a growing passion of mine). We eat and enjoy each others company. Sometimes a dvd is put on in the back ground. Usually the selection is themed. For example Bram Stocker’s Dracula was played before we went to see Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter. We head to the theater about 90 minutes before the movie, earlier depending on the movie, and get settled in. The movie runs and we go our separate ways. On occasion we have found our selves sharing breakfast at a 24 hour place after the movie.
The evenings are not about the movie. Blasphemy I know especially on a blog about movie going. Usually its a big movie (The Hunger Games, The Dark Knight Rises, and the upcoming Skyfall are some of the titles). A big movie means people are likely to come. The evenings are about the people. Though the groups of people seem random at one point or another the regulars that keep going are the ones that become friends. That’s something that can’t be taken away. People come in and out of the group as they please but are always welcome.
As I gaze weary eyed on events past the movie does play second fiddle to the time shared with those I am proud to call my friends.
Why do I enjoy giving up a nights sleep for the sport of late night movie viewing?
Instead of giving a straight forward answer I simply offer a standing invitation. Come join in the experience of the midnight movie dwellers, the up all nighters, as we race the rising sun home.
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