Movies, Solo

Do you ever go to see movies by yourself? I do. When Brett and I were living separately, if I wanted to see a movie, I went alone. And even now that he is here, he does not want to see all of the movies I want to see (or, often, he is patient enough to wait until a movie comes out on digital format and I am not).

Over Christmas break, I went to see two movies by myself. First, I saw Wild. I read Cheryl Strayed's biography of the same name a few years ago, and although I enjoyed it, I was ambivalent about seeing the movie. For me, enjoyment of the book rested in the significance of small moments and Cheryl's internal conflicts, and I was not sure how that would translate into a movie. However, the reviews were overwhelmingly positive, so I went to see it.

I really enjoyed it. The movie was able to translate the subtle emotions of the book into film. I was only disappointed that one of my favorite encounters in the book--Cheryl meets a father and son hiking--did not make it to the film.

Second, a very different kind of movie--Big Hero 6. Again, I had not planned on seeing this movie, but the reviews were excellent and I had a free afternoon. 

It was so cute, but also had a surprising amount of emotional depth (I may have cried, although that is not a great barometer, as I can be brought to tears by commercials).