Us Arburns, we’re a movie kind of family. On an otherwise uneventful evening, my Mom, Dad, little brother and I will find out what’s playing, pick a showtime, and see a movie. It’s just what we do. And growing up, I always remember watching the Golden Globes, the Screen Actors Guild Awards, and of course, the Oscars. I was raised to appreciate the art of film. And I still do. A great deal.
This holiday season, I’ve seen lots; The Hobbit, Exodus, The Interview (take that North Korea!), and just last night, the Imitation Game. And frankly, I think this lot perfectly demonstrates why movies are truly magical things. Movies can bring an epic novel to life, or retell a story that’s been told a thousand times over. Movies can make you giggle and guffaw until your sides ache. Movies can bring light to a person or a story or an event that deserves to be seen but hasn’t yet been given any such opportunity. Movies can make your heart ache. Movies can make your soul sing. Movies can help us to see what we want from life, or what we don’t want. Movies can change perspectives or solidify them. Movies can start thought provoking discussions, build friendships and fandoms, or create complete and total pandemonium. Movies shape culture. Movies captivate and inspire. Movies creep their way into our everyday conversations without a second thought. Ever shouted, “I’m king of the world!” when you felt extra psyched? Ever muttered, “There’s no place like home,” after returning from a long absence? Ever shown off a new toy or gadget with a “Say hello to my little friend?” Ever used, “Houston, we have a problem,” to indicate a slight, or massive, error in judgment? Ever wished someone luck with a, “May the force be with you?” Movies are all around us. Movies are walking, talking, living, breathing art that seep into us and never quite leave.
I love the movies. And I can tell you right now without a shred of doubt that film will be something I write about frequently. After all, it was indeed a movie that brought Audrey Hepburn into my life. My Fair Lady. Age five. And it was as she walked down a flight of stairs in a sparkling floor length gown, her hair elegantly pinned up and a dazzling choker clinging to her long slender neck, that I fell in love with her. I wanted to be her. I knew that I wanted to walk through life as gracefully and beautifully as she did gliding down those stairs. So in that moment, in that scene, in that split second, an Audream was born. MAGIC. Movie Magic...
So next time you’re at a loss for what to do with your evening, consider making your way down to the nearest cinema. Or curl up on your couch, find something on Netflix, or pop an old favorite into your DVD player. Bring a little magic into your life.