Jenna and Allie from Flick Chicks are hosting a blogathon about first ever movie experience and I accept their challenge with some styles.
Pretty ladies—Jenna and Allie —from Flick Chicks are hosting their very enlightening blogathon about your first ever movie experience; whether it’s at the cinema, on VHS, VCD, DVD, you name it. Care to join it? CHECK THEIR POST!
For this ‘My First Movie’ blogathon (sorry girls, I modified your banner a bit), I choose the first movie I watched at the cinema—along with the embarrassing story on the background. It’s Batman & Robin in 1997.Look how they get amazed at themselves!
The trailer was on TV, the previews were on all kid magazines, McDonald’s Happy Meal featured them as their promotional giveaway—how couldn’t that be a hype? And as a 6-year-old fanboy, I had anticipated the coming of my favorite superhero so bad (See that Batsuit? So millenium! How would you resist?). Wouldn’t that be wonderful if your first time at the cinema is watching Batman? Wasn’t that every fanboy’s expectation?
And… you couldn’t be more excited with the villains! There’s Arnie on ice as Mr. Freeze with his freezing cannon (that freezes Robin—I saw that on the trailer). Oh, and there’s Poison Ivy—green and orange and poisonous, so hot for a boy of my age, along with a plastic giant Bane (Really? That’s Bane? Come on). How couldn’t that be more tempting? Really.
Turns out, I screwed everything on the D-Day of my first cinema experience (this is where the embarrassing part come). I went to the cinema, got so excited to the ‘it-moment’ with my auntie. There I was, deep in the cinema, when the lights were dimmed out, and the movie started playing. You know, I began not to feel comfortable with the darkness. Then, suddenly the sounds of Batmobile roaring along the alley, deafened me. And, when my hero, Batman came and spoke, his voice was so unnatural that it scared me off. I ended up crying and getting off the cinema within 15 MINUTES AFTER THE MOVIE STARTED.They felt what I felt, I can feel it now…
My first experience at the cinema is embarrassing, that’s why, I keep asking to myself: 1) Why do I keep going to the cinema now? then 2) Why I still love Batman after what he did to me? You know, it’s funny, a year following to the event, I watched Batman & Robin in home cinema; that time, I wasn’t that “scared” to Batman anymore (and I had watched other movies in cinema–it turned out I was okay), I really thought that this movie was so funny… as funny as Batman Forever. The villains were the dullest—Mr. Freeze were tacky and Poison Ivy has the worst villain transformation ever. Oh, I forgot about Bane and how he got defeated. I suddenly felt sorry to myself.
8 years later, I watched another Batman movie: Batman Begins on DVD, and I realized: it was even darker than Batman & Robin (and Batman’s voice was even more unnatural). The villain was not as menacing in look as Mr. Freeze or Poison Ivy, but at least, R’as Al Ghul is way better than those feats. 11 years after Batman & Robin, I saw The Dark Knight at the cinema and I learned that Batman in Batman & Robin was way too cheerful than the real Dark Knight, moreover, the Tumbler is roaring even more badass than any Batmobile. 15 years after that, The Dark Knight Rises came with a completely different Bane, who made Batman & Robin‘s Bane looked like a lame hipster; and Robin also returned as a more decent man, than Chris O’Donnell’s. In Batman vs Superman (planned to release 19 years following Batman & Robin), The Batmobile looks even bigger and grittier. So what’s the point of my embarrassing first cinema experience in 1997 with Batman & Robin on the pitch?They stared at me with pity 🙁
Thanks Jenna and Allie! Your blogathon really gives me an opportunity to rant over my disappointment about my first cinema experience with Batman as the convicted. At least, now I understand that my love to Batman, as well as to cinema, has never been easy, but there’s stages to step in to feel more. So, what do you think about my first movie experience? Please hit the comment button.