I am a movie fan. I love them. I adore seeing films in theaters, jammed with other people. I’ve gone to my share of Midnight films. The excitement of being “one of the first” to see it. It’s a social experience unlike any other to me. To see something for the first time, with 500 other people as crazy as I am to stay up until 3:00 AM on a work night. I never thought that was a form of innocence until this morning.
My deepest condolences go out to the friends, families and victims of the Aurora shootings last night.
I can’t find the words to describe how this makes me feel. I’ve always felt a kinship with other movie fans. Even though I don’t know anyone involved, it still feels like this happened to an extended part of my family. I could have just as easily been in a midnight showing. In a few years I’m sure I’ll take my son to such screenings. There is definitely a loss of innocence for me – as theaters have always been a place for me to escape to. A place where adventure, excitement, drama and horror play out on screen. Not in the aisles.