One night after a Thrills show I went out to dessert with the cast. While I was just pleased as punch to be enjoying a slice of pie, the rest of my party began talking movies. And not just general movie chat, I mean the thick, gritty movie chat. Movies that I've never seen or even heard of. They argued and gushed over cinematic angles and the script and the brilliant themes that touched their soul. I sat quietly with pie-remnant sticking to the side of my mouth while my eyes darted back and forth from comment to comment. It's not that I didn't want to join in the conversation, I just had nothing to add.
I looked at my friend Brett's blog and he listed some of his favorite movies of all time. I read through his brief descriptions, glazed over the movies I didn't know and perked right up when I saw a film I recognized: "The Incredibles! Oooh, I loved that, too!" "Star Trek was so great" "Casino Royale...so true, so true". As I'm looking at this list I think for a moment, "Hey, I should do this - I should make a Top 30 list of movies that I love." and I still might. But it won't be as impressive as his. Rest-assured that the majority of my movies would involve a dance number, loads of romance and witty comedy. Not one is foreign, I doubt any of them were independent films and a great deal of them would be animated (or have an animated segment). But what are you gonna do, I'm shallow.
Movies aside, I'm also basic when it comes to music. I heart music more than I can express, but the style of my music is not too varied. My sister and younger brother are music twins - they find the coolest, most distinct bands and songs out there. They sing along and dance to the pure tunage, and they also hear fine melodies in the background that no one else picks out. Andrea used to ask me if I had heard of some new band she discovered, but she apparently got tired of me saying, 'no' because she doesn't ask me anymore. I usually love everything she suggests, but lets be honest - if she didn't bring it to my attention, I would never have found it for myself.
If a song is catchy and makes me grin, that's really all it takes. If said song is by a Disney star (not Miley, fear not) or a trendy punk band, so be it. My iPod is full of 80's metal, Opera, movie soundtracks and jazz standards. It might not be interesting and deep, but I like it.
I will spare you further comparisons of my vanilla style to my fashionably flashy friends, you get the idea. Lest you think this is a pity-post of me selling myself short, let me assure you that that's not the case. I revel in the fact that I'm simple. I love that I'm easily amused. I have shining moments of genius and creativity. I love that I am amazed by so many things.
Is it bad to be an intricate labyrinth of depth? Of course not, you people fascinate me. And as you express your thoughts, I'll sit back and listen in wonder while I enjoy my piece of pie.