Welcome to another edition of Katherine at the Movies, where I, Katherine, watch movies. On last month’s edition, I did a quick recap of all the movies I had watched over the course of 4 months.
To remind you all, the goal is to watch 366 movies in 366 days (Yay leap years!). Simple. Last time I posted the first Katherine at the Movies, I had watched 108 movies. That’s averaging 27 movies a month. But in order to successfully complete this challenge, I need to average 31 movies per month. My count is currently at 146. I’m falling behind. Way behind.
Let me start off by saying 2016 really sucks. It just seems like all at once major popular culture figures are going up to the big spirit in the sky. And for very sudden reasons the general public are not made aware of. I can't handle this anymore. Someone put Tom Hank in a bubble please!
When David Bowie died I was stunned. Just utter denial. But I actually didn't cry for a while. I was depressed for sure but I didn't cry. When I found out about Prince’s death, I was at work. I checked Twitter like I always do and the news had just broken. There were two posts on my timeline about it. I immediately tweeted “nope” in all caps. I was in shock and to be honest, thought it was a joke or a death hoax like the people of the Internet love to create just give poor, innocent people like myself heart attacks. But why of all people would someone joke that Prince died? It seems illogical and highly juvenile and irresponsible. So that's means it's true then? Prince is dead. In all honesty, I had a panic attack. My heart was racing. My breaths were shallow. I started shaking. It really couldn't be.
But it was. Prince Rogers Nelson had died.
When I started college, I realized I had a lot more time on my hands than I used to in high school. I had a less structured schedule than before and I wasn’t much of a partier feeling more comfortable spending my Friday and Saturday nights in my dorm room rather than at some kegger. With all that free time I started watching a lot more movies than I ever did. My best friend at another university, two states away, and I would schedule movie nights watching whatever seemed good at the moment.
Then in 2012 I started writing down all the names of the movies I watched. At first I would watch a movie a week, but then by the summer, I could watch 4 movies a day. I inadvertently started watching films just to see how many I could watch in an entire year. (By the way, I ended up watching 301 movies that year.)
It has been about two months since the passing of David Bowie and I have to remind myself quite frequently that he’s gone. David Bowie was basically an ethereal being who came to Earth and graced us with the gift of his music.
For many fans, his lyrics hold a special place in their heart. His lyrics helped outsiders feel normal. For me, and like many others, David Bowie saved my life. He was the only person who knew what to say when I needed it the most. In October 2010, I listened to Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars for the first time. It blew my mind to put it simply. Those last three songs were the kicker: “Ziggy Stardust,” “Suffragette City,” and “Rock ‘n’ Roll Suicide.” It was like three blows to the face and I wanted, no needed, more.