An Unpopular Opinion: Does It Cut You From The Herd or Make You A Born Rebel?
A few months ago, my husband wanted to watch the movie Hall Pass because he had heard it was hilarious.
Uh, no. Not funny at all. Dear God! I felt the few precious brain cells I had left popping like bubble wrap in a room full of kids as I watched this modern day Porky’s. Okay, I MAY have laughed once, at the pool scene when two naked men came running out of the gym locker room to help Owen for some forgettable reason. One was a large black man and the other an Irishman. You can guess the wee (bwah!) joke. The movie actually pissed me off. I was ready for funny and all I got was this stupid movie.
And that wasn’t the first time I hadn’t laughed at a very popular “hilarious” movie. I LIVE for hilarious! Here goes…[whispering] I didn’t think The Hangover was funny. I KNOW…I may be the only person on the planet that didn’t cry laughing at that one. Maybe it was because I’d never been to Vegas and don’t get the whole “What happens in Vegas” hoopla. Who knows.
The Descendants was a more recent movie I didn’t “get”. It was supposed to be a tragic comedy, I think. All that came across to me was pathetic. I really wanted to like George Clooney’s character but he was blah. I KNOW! I never thought George could be blah, but he was. The kids were annoying. The only thing I really liked about it was the film setting in Hawaii; I’d have rather watched wave after wave crash onto a pristine tropical beach for two hours than have watched this movie’s plot drown in shallow waters.
And it hasn’t been just the movies. This has also happened with a book or two. I read The Hunger Games series over the holidays and I was left scratching my head. I didn’t hate it but I also didn’t get what the big whoop-dee-do was either. Was it because of the dystopian theme and that it was a bit far out of my normal reading zone?
What is wrong with me?! Am I out of touch? Am I a stick in the mud? How am I not “getting” it? It sort of feels like I am a Hereford in a herd of Holsteins and don’t understand what all of the mooing is about.
I have tried to self-diagnose and the best thing I’ve come up with is that I have to be in the right mood in order to enjoy a certain movie or book. Like I shouldn’t read depressing material when I am in a jovial mood. I shouldn’t watch slapstick when I am feeling serious. I shouldn’t read dystopian when I really need a happy ending. I think to be the most objective, I need to be in the right frame of mind…ready…prepared. But I also just need to be true to myself by not trying to shove my squareness into a round hole. Having a different opinion than others is healthy but what does it mean when it is different than E-V-E-R-Y-O-N-E?
Have you ever hated a movie/book EVERYONE AND THEIR DOG proclaimed was the best ever? How about loved and everyone else hated? Tell us which ones.
Does it give you a complex? What is your theory? Are we independent thinkers or just plain wacko? Ditzy and don’t know it? Cute but clueless? Independently ignorant?
Let the therapy session begin…