I know, I know...

I suck at this blogging thing. Mainly because I only write when I'm bored, and I get bored a lot, but the thing is I also have a boring life, therefore nothing to write/rant about. Unless it's about tv. And I need to stop doing that because it just makes me realize that the only thing I'm passionate about enough to state my public opinion on is television. And theater, particularly high school theater. so, yeah.

But I guess I'll talk about movies now. Ohh wooow. Such a different topic.

But I was watching Mary Poppins on tv yesterday (like you weren't) and I remembered that I didn't like that movie when I was little. I know, it had songs and everything. But even though it is a child's film, I needed to be a little older to get it. That happens a lot with me. I dismiss things that I don't like, and don't even bother to come back some time later and try again. Certain experiences in life affect how I react to everything. That's why I kind of want to go back and reread the books I was forced to read in highschool and even junior high. Most of them I hated, and some were super boring (Elmer Gantry) but some I just didn't understand, so it was boring to me, and then I hated the book, especially after having to analyze it then write an essay reiterating the same things we discussed in class but in our own words. What a way to make reading fun.

But growing up does helping you better understand things. For instance I read To Kill a Mockingbird in seventh grade. Not bad. I liked it. Then, out of boredom when I was 18, I picked it up again and my mind was blown away. I missed so much the first time i read it. I caught historical references I didn't learn about until high school, and just a better understanding of the times and the whole case of the trial in the book.

And the thing with Mary Poppins is that I didn't quite get why people started floating in the air when they laughed or how adorable and handsome Dick Van Dyke was back then or how young Julie Andrews really was in that movie...Or the whole point of the film. That's what I meant to say.

But also, you could watch a movie you loved way back when and open your eyes to how bad it was. I've done that so many times (Sister Act 2?  what comedy gold did I find in that movie?) as well as books. Nancy Drew, I am ashamed at how simple your plots and wording are. And why are you so freaking perfect? What about some character flaws Nance? You're too curious? oh come on.

I guess I just think that everything in life deserves second chances. And maybe some people too. Maybe. Carlos Mencia? no. Dane Cook? HELL no.