How could I ignore this headline?
âSolo & Childless: Why I Almost Didnât Watch âDespicable Me 2â²
The post on Entertainment Weeklyâs website is by Sandra Gonzalez, who âhates going to watch family films alone.â She details her dread of what she felt was âtheÂ worst part of the experience â: buying a ticket. As expected, the theater rep reinforced her self-determined status as a misfit byÂ asking, âJust one?â
Her imaginary response:
âYes, Iâm alone. Iâm single and childless and I didnât ask my friends if anyone wanted go and all appropriately-aged tiny human relatives live in Phoenix and Texas and stop looking at me that way.â
Once inside, realizing that a kidâs focus IS the movie, and that a parentâs focus is mainly on the kid, she relaxed and enjoyed herself. Itâs a good motivational story, and Iâm glad she shared it. Because Iâve been there, and I didnât do that.
I LOVE animation and frankly, a lot of kid-type stuff. But, I only go to a movie theater when I really, really want to see something on the big screen. An animated feature â with its attendant issues â has to be spectacular. There have only been a few family flicks that I wanted to see so badly that I didnât want to wait for DVD. And yet, Iâve never done it on my own .
When The Lion KingÂ was released in 1994, I was seriously fretting that motherhood might not happen for me, and trying to decipher my feelings. No adult friends wanted to see it, and there was enough melancholy in me about kids to steer clear. Like Ms. Gonzalez, I âknewâ Iâd stand out, a pitiful figure, alone.
Five years later, my 45th birthday was behind me and I was learning how to manage newly diagnosed diabetes. The decision to give up on the whole kids idea dropped me into a cloying, lasting funk. I passed onÂ Toy StoryÂ (1995),Â Finding NemoÂ (2003), andÂ The IncrediblesÂ (2004).
When Toy Story 3 came out in 2010, HubbyMine went with me. Guess what? Eight oâclock showings have few kids. Duh. I decided that maybe I could handle a kidsâ movie alone after all. But in 2012,Â I missed seeingÂ BraveÂ with aÂ big-screen Merida inÂ (the red-haired supergirl above) because of a scheduling mishap with a NotMom girlfriend who wanted to see it, too.
Iâm glad I saw Ms. Gonzalezâs post â it reminds me of who I amâ¦now. So, look for me at the theater forÂ Finding Dory in 2015. Iâll probably be alone.