New X-Files movie X-ceeds my "gross factor"
Last Friday, I took a rare day of vacation from work. For once, I had no appointments, no design meetings, no training and no installs scheduled. It was a free day, so I decided I better take advantage while I can. It was only later that I realized the new X-Files movie was opening that same day.
I became an X-Phile fairly late in the game. I had occassionally seen an episode, but I didn't know the mythology and who the characters were other than the two leads. That all changed in college when I started dating a chemical engineering major who never missed an episode. I remember how excited he was about seeing the Cigarette Smoking Man on campus and my reaction was "There was a guy walking around dressed up like a cigarette butt?" Boy, did I have the wrong idea about that!
We started watching episodes together. I went to see the first movie with him. Eventually, I was hooked. The only problem I had was that my threshold for gore was significantly lower than his. I'm not sure if that's because I wasn't allowed to watch the Nightmare on Elm Street or Halloween movies when I was a kid or what (my college friends used to tease me because I would have trouble watching something as innocuous as ER.), but my college boyfriend knew exactly where that threshold was and he would tell me when it was OK for me to look and what scenes were beyond my "gross factor" as he called it, especially when it was an episode he had already seen.
To make a really long story short, my college boyfriend and I eventually parted ways. I don't regret that, but I have to admit that I could have used his help on Friday when I went to see the new X-Files movie by myself. I went during the day so I could avoid the evening crowds. I didn't think I would mind seeing the movie by myself, but my first clue that I might be in trouble was when I had difficulty watchng some of the super scary previews before the movie. The new X-Files movie definitely exceeded my gross factor during several scenes. I really wished I had someone sitting next to me who could tell me when it was safe to look. The whole plot smacked of the ridiculous to me. It used to be that I didn't mind the constant leaps of faith the series asked me to take. Maybe my tastes have changed as I have gotten older -- in both men and entertainment.
I became an X-Phile fairly late in the game. I had occassionally seen an episode, but I didn't know the mythology and who the characters were other than the two leads. That all changed in college when I started dating a chemical engineering major who never missed an episode. I remember how excited he was about seeing the Cigarette Smoking Man on campus and my reaction was "There was a guy walking around dressed up like a cigarette butt?" Boy, did I have the wrong idea about that!
We started watching episodes together. I went to see the first movie with him. Eventually, I was hooked. The only problem I had was that my threshold for gore was significantly lower than his. I'm not sure if that's because I wasn't allowed to watch the Nightmare on Elm Street or Halloween movies when I was a kid or what (my college friends used to tease me because I would have trouble watching something as innocuous as ER.), but my college boyfriend knew exactly where that threshold was and he would tell me when it was OK for me to look and what scenes were beyond my "gross factor" as he called it, especially when it was an episode he had already seen.
To make a really long story short, my college boyfriend and I eventually parted ways. I don't regret that, but I have to admit that I could have used his help on Friday when I went to see the new X-Files movie by myself. I went during the day so I could avoid the evening crowds. I didn't think I would mind seeing the movie by myself, but my first clue that I might be in trouble was when I had difficulty watchng some of the super scary previews before the movie. The new X-Files movie definitely exceeded my gross factor during several scenes. I really wished I had someone sitting next to me who could tell me when it was safe to look. The whole plot smacked of the ridiculous to me. It used to be that I didn't mind the constant leaps of faith the series asked me to take. Maybe my tastes have changed as I have gotten older -- in both men and entertainment.