This is not a movie review, it is simply a record of my experience. Therefore there will be no spoilers.
I didn’t realize Star Trek Into Darkness was being released Wednesday, I thought it was being released Thursday at midnight. All the better for me that it came out Wednesday, to save me the tiresome chore of trying to see it Thursday at midnight. I just can’t stay up that late anymore. But a showing at 10:15 is right up my alley. After letting a friend talk me into seeing the IMAX 3D version and not just the regular version, I ensured my commitment by buying the ticket on my iPhone while I was otherwise occupied at the store. $18 with the service charge! But, like I said, it ensured my commitment. I felt like I’d been waiting all my life to see this movie (That may be corny, but you love what you love. You are obsessed with what you are obsessed with). All along I knew I wouldn’t be able to see it much later than the earliest moment that I possibly could. So I didn’t see it Wednesday at midnight, but Thursday was the night I’d planned on anyway. I even took Friday off work.
I had to go see it by myself. The last and only time I’ve ever seen a movie in the theater by myself was when Blood Simple played at The Flicks for some sort of anniversary showing 10 or so years ago. (Blood Simple is one of the most perfect films ever made. See it if you haven’t). I’d made plans to go see STID
(that’s funny) with friends Friday afternoon, but I HAD to see it by myself, immediately. HAD TO. SEE IT. BY MYSELF. Seeing it by myself was very important for some inarticulable reason, (probably something to do with Bones in a wetsuit). It’s not like I won’t go see it again ASAP. But I wanted the, er, first time to be alone. Well, as alone as you can be in a sea of nerds wearing 3D glasses. Sometimes being alone in a crowd sucks, sometimes it’s comforting, like at The Walkmen show at Treefort. That was fucking perfect.
I have to remember in the future not to go to 3D movies, because the 3D experience is so distracting it takes away from the movie. First of all, the glasses are uncomfortable and the lenses in them pick up glare on the edges so you spend too much time turning your head to get away from the glare. Then there’s the fact that everything on the screen is rendered into a series of textures popping out at you rather than just images, so instead of seeing a spaceship, you see something that resembles the surface of a textured greeting card.
Also, you pay too much attention to the size of things in the shot. One minute, someone’s face fills your vision, the next the people are about medium size on the screen, then they’re even smaller, then back to huge–I kept finding myself paying attention to that. And then you’re like, “Oh, look: there’s that signature lens flare that so many people hate!” and “Ooh, I like the way the camera starts outside the window and then swoops inside the room!”
It’s not like I didn’t pay attention to the story, but there was just so much else going on in my head, like “Wow, Bones is really laying it on thick with the corny dialogue,” and “What the fuck is he wearing?!” And the fact that Benedict Cumberbatch looks really good in one scene because his haircut is basically the short-on-one-side-long-on-the-other skater haircut. It’s much better than his Sherlock hair. (Ok, those observations had nothing to do with the 3D experience). Speaking of BC, I need the CG team from this film to erase the lines around my eyes, too.
So, I can’t stop myself from going to see this film in a regular, flat, normal projection this afternoon.