Going to the movies on your own is, for some inexplicable reason, looked down on, and I’m struggling to work out why.
I’m occasionally a solo movie-goer, and have no issues what-so-ever with approaching the spotty-faced student behind the till and asking “one for [film name here]”. But when I admit this to people, they all recoil as though they’ve just been slapped in the face by a rancid haddock. They just cannot believe I go to the flicks alone.
The reason I don’t have a problem with it is because, in my mind, going to the movies is one of the second most antisocial activities you can engage in (The first is; going to the movies and TALKING FOR THE DURACTION OF THE FILM. You know who you are. Kindly f**k off and die, you antisocial little prigs).
Let us analyse exactly what you do when you go and watch a film on the big screen: you buy a ticket, find your seat and then sit in the dark for 2 to 3 hours, completely ignoring anyone you tagged along with.
It’s hardly the best way to socialise. You learn more about the fictional characters prancing about before your eyes than the flesh and blood people sitting either side of you.
Yes, it’s great to talk about what you’ve just watched with people afterwards, but that’s got nothing to do with the actual viewing of the film. You can do that any time.
In conclusion, if you’re one of those people that outright refuse to go to the cinema alone and mocks those that do, I can only assume one thing; that you’re afraid of the dark and need someone to hold your hand.
And now: doodles.
Domino playing Battle Bunnies
'nother bunny (We like bunnies at the moment).
My take on Asterix and Obelix (needs work. Obelix is waaaay too thin)
Chloe on a dance mat.
And, another bite back at the people that keep harrassing me about my characters having tails.