The other day I saw a trailer for a new Clint Eastwood movie that begins with a tidal wave wiping out a coastal town. After the wave hits, the shoreline, a woman in the town starts to run away from it. And like every other person in the history of movies, she keeps looking back over her shoulder as she stumbles forward.
This, my friends, really annoys me.
Frankly, it’s just bad acting. And it happens in every movie when someone runs from danger. Have you ever run from something when you were afraid? You run like the wind, and you don’t look back until you are out of danger. Especially if it’s a tidal wave! What are you looking back for?!
I remember when I was a young boy (okay, I was 10) in Virginia. My house is in the suburbs, and we have a long driveway that snakes through the woods in front of our house. About 50 feet from the house is our compost pile where we put all our veggie parts to decompose.
A few times a week, one of us kids had to take a bucket of veggie parts down to the compost pile after dinner. This meant walking down into the dark abyss of the woods and blindly burying the veggies. Not fun for an imaginative little kid (fine, I was 13).
There was one particular evening when I was digging the hole for the compost when I heard something rustling nearby. It was probably a possum or a raccoon, but for some reason I thought in that split second that it was a bear or a snake or the hybrid offspring of a snake and a bear.
And off I went. I hightailed it back to the house, running faster than I’ve ever run. I can assure you that I didn’t look back over my shoulder or even acknowledge my surroundings until I safely arrived back at the house. Not even close. So when I see someone running in movies, looking back to see if the serial killer is catching up or if Godzilla is winking at them, I roll my eyes in disbelief.
Okay, fine, I was 16. Who cares?
Daily Quickie: Speaking of hearkening back to the good old days, this is my new favorite blog. People put photos of themselves as kids side by side with photos that they took in the exact same place or position as adults. There’s something poignant about it that I can’t quite put my finger on. I’ll submit one when I find the right photo.