This past Sunday, I watched the Interstellar (2014) Blu-ray that I’d borrowed from my son. He’d been saying how phenomenal it was and how it would get me way down deep, so I couldn’t resist. (He isn’t one to praise movies easily.)
Turns out he was right. The viewer in me (simply in it for a good story, great visuals, an emotional connection) and the writer in me (critical of plot holes, pacing, continuity, suspension of disbelief, technical stuff) were both in heaven, so much so that Writer Me actually deferred to Viewer Me early on. By the time the thoroughly satisfying ending came, I was so fascinated that I watched the movie all over again. (He warned that I’d do that, ha ha.)
On to the meat of my one-liner.
After any movie I watch, I usually go online and read up on it for things that I might’ve missed and how it was received by the public, including reviews. But right before I put the name into Google, it hit me.
I didn’t want to know what the public thought about it. At all. I didn’t want to know how many “rotten tomatoes” or “raspberries” it had. I didn’t want to know Everything Wrong with Interstellar in 5 minutes or less. I didn’t want to know what critics thought the director coulda/woulda/shoulda done. I simply didn’t want the nitpicking, meanness, and negativity that was probably out there.
The Internet seems powered by negativity more than anything else these days.
I closed my laptop and opted out.
I remember thinking:
Sometimes we should just enjoy things for what they are.
READ: Linda G. Hill, One-Liner Wednesday — Tastes Like Steve!