Movies

So I have this thing that I am able to begin watching any movie at any point.

Gioconda has to watch everything from the absolute beginning to the end, and in sequence, whereas I can literally miss the first 3/4 and pick it up later on.

It usually takes me about 8 viewings to watch a whole movie, I may pick it up in the middle, see the end, then the first or second half- in whatever order... and then I have it. The order of it has no meaning to me whatsoever.

I do enjoy this aspect of my personality as it does not seem incongruous to the basic person i am.

I love order, and when the right thing is done at the right time, and I'm easily thrown off by even the lightest deviation from routine, but while watching anything- and I really mean anything (as I tend to watch only the last five minutes of any sport), I can come in any any point in time.

I know there is a crescendo in any story, but I'll get to it at some point.

There are some movies which are harder than others, like Memento (its backwards), and those movies that even if I did watch it in order I still wouldn't get it like Blue Velvet- really anything by David Lynch... Muholland Dr, I don't think you can watch that movie at any point and understand it- and if you say you do- you are a complete wing nut.

All romantic comedies are the same- so I really don't need to know that when the couple finally gets together that they hated each other in the beginning.

There are some parts of movies I love to watch over and over- like the last scene of The Killing Fields when Cambodian Dith Pran, tells American Sydney Schanberg "There is nothing to forgive.", when asked for forgiveness for Schanberg's failure to get him out of the country prior to suffering years of atrocities under the the Khmer Rouge regime.

It makes me cry every single time.

So in the movie the actor who plays Dith Pran is a guy named Haing S. Ngor , who was not a professional actor but was cast in the part. And in 1985 he wins a bunch of awards including the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor. Apparently this guy actually lived through "the killing fields" so was it really acting? Not so sure- yet if you ensure something like that in a life time I think you deserve some sort of trophy- right?

So anyway in 1996 this dude is outside his house and he gets robbed and murdered right here in LA- so there's that...

Last night I watched a moved called "How Do You Know?" from beginning to end.

Basically it comes down to the main character (Paul Rudd) choosing to either allow his father ( Jack Nicholson) to go to jail the rest of his life or have a romance with Reese Witherspoon...who is currently involved with Owen ( what the fuck happened to your nose) Wilson...and he chooses Reese because Reese chooses him over Owen ( how the fuck are you a movie star with that face) Wilson.

The ending sucked so i wished I would have watched that part first, just to get it over with. I made a vow to never watch a movie in sequence again...