Yours, Mine and Ours: Emotional Custody of Films

Travis McClain

Bats: R, Throws: R (Does both poorly.) How Acquired: Basically, I begged and pleaded to be allowed to contribute.

I hold a bachelor of arts degree earned in the discipline of history from the University of Louisville. I have four cats, am pro-LGBT equality and was diagnosed with Crohn's disease in 2005. I have also fought severe, chronic depression since my youth. I love baseball but am bored by every other sport. All of these, and more, factor into my perspective on the films I view and the thoughts I share in the blog posts below.

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8 Responses

  1. Nathan Chase says:

    My story is one of an unusual rekindling of a relationship tied to the viewing of a movie:

    I had “dated” a girl in middle school (as much as passing notes, sitting together at lunch, and such is dating at that age), but we broke up due to some ridiculous emotional reason (of which, I can’t even recall).

    Cut to just before high school, and somehow we got to talking and about going to see a movie. I was unbelievably fixated on all things Nine Inch Nails at the time, and with Reznor in charge of curating the soundtrack, I felt an insurmountable need to see Natural Born Killers.

    Now, I know what you’re thinking… who would take a girl on a date to see Natural Born Killers? For some reason, I did.

    So my ex and I go, I’m drawn in to the movie. My ex seemed more interested in clutching my arm than enjoying the movie. We come out of it and I’m on a “movie watching high” – energized from the audacity of the film.

    Somehow, inexplicably, this movie brought us back together and we began dating again.

    She’s now married with more kids than I can count and lives far away, but I’ll always think of her when I think of Natural Born Killers. Her, and Trent Reznor, I suppose.

  2. What role do you suppose being on a “movie high” played in the energy of that night? For instance, suppose instead you’d opted to see FernGulley. Still rekindle things, or does the night end with you certain there’s nothing left to explore?

  3. Derek Armstrong says:

    Nathan, I can best you on taking a date to Natural Born Killers. I took a date (a second date) to Requiem for a Dream. She was kind of a film person, but I think this was too much for her. To be fair, I don’t know how much I knew about it at the time. (We had three or four more dates, so the movie wasn’t the cause of our eventual separation — our incompatibility was.)

    I associate two films with my last serious girlfriend before I met my wife, and I’m feeling a bit of deja vu here because I get the sense I may have already left a comment like this on a post like this before. The first is Love Actually, because it was the last movie we saw together — and inadvertently played a role in us breaking up. After we saw it we went to dinner with another couple, and I was doing a pantomime of the kid drumming in the finale, using my fork and knife. She scolded me and was horrified that I would drum with a knife and fork at the table in a restaurant. I think of that as the moment when I decided I did not want to live my life with someone who would be horrified by something like that.

    The second movie is Elf, which I went to see with friends on the day before we broke up, the viewing of which resulted in a fight where she left my apartment and I didn’t follow her (or call to smooth things over). I should have been in a state of emotional trauma (even though I’d been thinking about breaking up with her for about a month), but I loved Elf and still consider it one of my favorite comedies of the last ten years. A few months later I regretted breaking up with her and spent the better part of a year trying to get back together with her, so that too should have tainted Elf — like, “Why didn’t I just opt to spend the day with her instead of going to see Elf?” But Elf never became the retroactive victim of my choice — which proved to be the right one, as I am now happily married.

    I don’t suppose I addressed the issue of how my feelings toward a movie changed as a result of my changing relationships, but hey, a comment is a comment, right? ;-)

  4. Jandy says:

    One easy one for me is definitely Patton, which is my dad’s all-time favorite movie. I certainly wouldn’t have watched that one by age 10 if it hadn’t been for him. I don’t have any strong attachment to it myself, except for through him, but I can never think of it without thinking of him. I’m not sure I’d say it was “ours,” though – it was always his. He quoted it a lot, though, to the point that when I saw the film, I felt like it was using my dad’s phrases. :)

    On a different note, my first ever going-to-a-movie date was to Corpse Bride. I’d met the guy once at a coffeeshop or something (after chatting online for a while – no, this is not Jonathan we’re talking about), and then we went to the movie. It was so weird, because I guess I wasn’t that into him, and I wanted to watch the movie, and he wanted to hold my hand, and it was so distracting. To this day I can’t remember much of the movie; I’d kind of like to rewatch it, but I don’t think I could without that awkward feeling coming back.

  5. movieguyjon says:

    The first film I remember going to the theater to see was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Movie with my Dad. It was just him and me and a bunch of other kids with their parents. Just watching it recently brought back a ton of memories of that time. Raphael saying “Damn” a lot and all us kids laughing at that (just old enough to realize that was something that you “shouldn’t” say). Of course, my Dad probably didn’t understand what was so appealing about the Turtles, but he seemed to enjoy the film well enough.

    Eventually we would bond over other films, each moving more toward his interests in film – stuff like Falling Down, Air Force One, Witness, The Firm, Clear and Present Danger and a myriad of others.

    Perhaps the one that will be tough to go back to is Gladiator, among the last few films we got to watch together. I’ve seen it recently, but the score and various moments really evoke emotions that tie into viewing it with him.

    I think Black Hawk Down was the VERY last film we saw together. I won’t watch it again.

    Heh, there’s probably an honest-to-god post in my rambling somewhere, if I ever get off my bum and get back to blogging again.

  6. Derek – I think you may have shared those recollections on the first part of this a few months ago. It’s nice that you’ve managed to stake out a claim on Elf.

    Jandy – I’ve been known to whisper a quip about a movie, but I’m always attentive. I may hold hands or squeeze close to a woman, but the idea of the movie being peripheral just doesn’t work for me. I’d have been irked, too.

    Jonathan – Thank you for sharing your memories of your father. I will be very eager to read that post whenever you get around to composing it.

  7. Nathan Chase says:

    Travis – I definitely think FernGully at that moment might have branched me into a parallel timeline where Gore was elected president, I ended up single living in Des Moines, and the price of gas went down.

  8. Nathan – I want to go there.