My contest winning e-mail
So I recently won a contest which was pretty exciting. It was the first time I had ever won one, so as kind of tiny and simple as it was, it really made my week. (This plus Comic Con this weekend is going to make me absolutely filled with joy.)
The contest was held by one of my favorite film podcasts, the Slashfilmcast. It is hosted under slashfilm.com, a great film news site. The contest was basically that you had to send in your worst movie date story via e-mail. There would be five winners, and they would get their e-mail read aloud on air along with receiving the Watchmen film books detailing the making of the movie etc.
I sent mine in and was shocked to learn I had won. A lot of people have been asking me about what I wrote, so I decided to post it here. (Fingers crossed that my first boyfriend isn't reading this.)
Hey Slashfilmcast,
My bad date movie story comes from my actual first date with my first boyfriend. From the beginning this date was destined to be horrible. My boyfriend suggested to have dinner and a movie on a Saturday night when I knew the theatres would be packed and unbearable. When my father asked where we would be eating, I told him at the food court at the mall where the theatre was.
Once at the food court, I found myself eating dinner with my boyfriend just two tables away from my family who had "randomly" decided to dine at the same location. It gets better. We walked up to the theatre which was as usual packed and found that the movie was sold out. In fact, all the movies were. I can't entirely remember which movie in particular we were trying to see, but I know it was some bad Vin Diesel picture he had picked that I really was not looking forward to. I secretly was relieved.
However, he was determined to make the night work out so he looked up other another movie theatre, and we drove quite a long distance to discover that the movie theatre no longer existed. Now it was getting late. As we drove around wondering what to do, he mentioned that he had bought The Last Samurai on DVD. I had already seen it before, but not wanting the evening to be an entire waste, I agreed to watching it.
Too bad neither of us had our own place at that point since we ended up driving back to my house. In the end, I spent the evening sitting on the couch in between my boyfriend and my entire family who had not seen The Last Samurai yet. And let it be known, my family can be really obnoxious to watch movies with. My mother loves to guess the endings while my brother will do running commentary.
To add insult to injury, I was eighteen years old when this all happened.
With much humiliation,
Natalie from Los Angeles
The contest was held by one of my favorite film podcasts, the Slashfilmcast. It is hosted under slashfilm.com, a great film news site. The contest was basically that you had to send in your worst movie date story via e-mail. There would be five winners, and they would get their e-mail read aloud on air along with receiving the Watchmen film books detailing the making of the movie etc.
I sent mine in and was shocked to learn I had won. A lot of people have been asking me about what I wrote, so I decided to post it here. (Fingers crossed that my first boyfriend isn't reading this.)
Hey Slashfilmcast,
My bad date movie story comes from my actual first date with my first boyfriend. From the beginning this date was destined to be horrible. My boyfriend suggested to have dinner and a movie on a Saturday night when I knew the theatres would be packed and unbearable. When my father asked where we would be eating, I told him at the food court at the mall where the theatre was.
Once at the food court, I found myself eating dinner with my boyfriend just two tables away from my family who had "randomly" decided to dine at the same location. It gets better. We walked up to the theatre which was as usual packed and found that the movie was sold out. In fact, all the movies were. I can't entirely remember which movie in particular we were trying to see, but I know it was some bad Vin Diesel picture he had picked that I really was not looking forward to. I secretly was relieved.
However, he was determined to make the night work out so he looked up other another movie theatre, and we drove quite a long distance to discover that the movie theatre no longer existed. Now it was getting late. As we drove around wondering what to do, he mentioned that he had bought The Last Samurai on DVD. I had already seen it before, but not wanting the evening to be an entire waste, I agreed to watching it.
Too bad neither of us had our own place at that point since we ended up driving back to my house. In the end, I spent the evening sitting on the couch in between my boyfriend and my entire family who had not seen The Last Samurai yet. And let it be known, my family can be really obnoxious to watch movies with. My mother loves to guess the endings while my brother will do running commentary.
To add insult to injury, I was eighteen years old when this all happened.
With much humiliation,
Natalie from Los Angeles