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TV-movies and short films count, too.
When I watched it with Jamie, he kept telling me how good it was, and trying to point out it’s virtues. To this day more than a decade later I still can’t see why he thought it was worth watching.Autumn-Smoke:
I still have family members trying to convince me that it’s a great movie. Some of the music is good. That’s about it.Rocky Horror Picture Show - why did I go see that?
Or Old Yeller!And speaking of trauma potential, here’s a movie some might regret: Bambi. Talk about having to grow up fast…
I promise you, by the age of seven years most kids have had enough grief in their lives that they don’t need sad stories about dead pets to tell them it exists.VonDerTann:
Thank you!There are some people who consider making a kid read the Red Pony as literally child abuse. I’m one of them. Adults, let alone children, don’t need the whole “child gets cute animal; they bond; cute animal dies cruelly” -trope.
Just off the top of my head, the list of tragically-dead-animal books and movies includes The Red Pony, Old Yeller, JT, A Girl Named Sooner, Sounder, A Day No Pigs Would Die, Kes, The Yearling, It’s Like This Cat (the titular cat lives but a kitten gets crushed to death). I’m sure I’m forgetting about 50 more.
There’s even one novel for tweens called “No More Dead Dogs” where the young narrator observes that if you pick up any book with a dog and an award sticker on the cover, the dog is going to die before the end of the book.
Even if one believes that subjective view of the world (joyous Christians don’t, and wouldn’t teach their kids that lesson), resorting to killing off a beloved animal is a cliched deus ex machina way of getting that across.
Death by Newbery Medal - TV Tropes
A movie meant for small children, about talking forest animals, had an ending that was meant to be a shock.And speaking of trauma potential, here’s a movie some might regret: Bambi. Talk about having to grow up fast…
That’s where I am.All of those awful slasher movies I saw as a teenager and young adult in the 1980s. Movies like
Friday the 13th
Nightmare on Elm Street
Halloween
Zombi 2 (a gross 1979 Italian film)
Child’s Play
There are others, since we were into those kind of movies then. Looking back, I see them as violence porn. I prefer movies that are more uplifting now.
I prefer books over movies, too.Well, I read through the entire thread, but I didn’t see mine listed.
I regret seeing The Prestige.
My husband and daughters were raving about it, so we rented it (back in the old days about a decade ago!) so I could see it.
I had no clue what was going on in the film. I got lost about every two minutes, and they had to stop the film and explain what was happening and who the different people were, and why I should be amazed or worried…and I just sat there with a confused look on my face.
I actually asked if we had to watch the whole movie, I was so bored and confused.
I have a very very hard time with most movies and as a rule, I don’t see them very often. I listed five favorites in that thread, and I watch them over and over and over again. But I really dislike seeing a new movie.
A movie is made up of around 80-120 “scenes”, and it’s up to the viewer to connect all the scenes.
It’s not a like book, where generally there is plenty of exposition between the action sequences, and the motives of the characters are often made clear in the writing. I like books.
But I have such a hard time connecting the 80-120 scenes into a coherent story, and remembering who is who, especially nowadays as all the actresses look alike, including the character actresses, and so many of them seem to be named “Emma,” and so many of the actors look alike and so many of them seemed to be named “Chris.”
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I’m one of those awful people who, during the movie, asks my husband, “Hey, I thought that was the guy that got killed by the alien!” And my husband says, “No, that was Chris, this is Tom, the guy who’s pretending to be a cop but he’s really an alien, but he’s a good alien who’s trying to stop the invasion and help the people of Venus.” And I say, “Venice? I thought this was happening in Dallas?” And…
…at this point, the few other people in the theater (no one goes to movies anymore) say, “Hey, shaddup!”
So I really am bad at “getting” movies. Oh, well.
We had to watch Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf in one of my college classes (a required elective in which we watched movies–ahh, public schools! But it was interesting, especially for someone like me who doesn’t really like movies.).Good call Dlee, I will move Mama Mia! to second place. The only real memory I have of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf was the need to jump into the shower and try to wash my brain out as well as the rest of my body. The ugliness/nastiness/contempt/hate just oozed from that movie and seemed to touch everything. I just wanted to somehow wash it all off of me.