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A whole different movie experience

My wife and I had a chance to go see a movie the other night. For a few weeks we had wanted to see “Mission Impossible: Final Reckoning”, the eighth and final chapter of the series.

When I went to buy our tickets online, I was surprised to find only three rows of seats to choose from. I thought, “Maybe the rest of the theater is sold out.” I nabbed a couple of good seats. (More on that later.) I knew we would buy popcorn, so when I was offered the chance to buy some along with our tickets, I added it to our checkout total.

I saw very few people as we walked into the movie complex. An attendant scanned my online tickets, and we headed towards the concessions. When I arrived, a young person handed me a large bag of popcorn. When my tickets were scanned, the concessions got a notification, bagged up my popcorn, and met me at the counter. Impressive.

I forgot to put a drink into my wife’s purse, so we had to buy one there. You don’t order from a live person. You poke a finger at a kiosk, scan a credit card, and someone brings a bottle of water to you. Again, impressive.

The reason I only had three rows from which to choose seats is our theater only had three rows of comfy reclining seats. We were in the back row, but we had great seats. I’ll bet the whole theater only had forty comfy reclining seats. Nice.

What a different moviegoing experience. Assigned seats, comfy reclining seats, and no wait prepaid concessions. Going to the theater is a much different experience from buying a ticket at a window, waiting in line for popcorn, and finding an unoccupied seat.

I think I like it.

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The final curtain

Today was the last performance of “This Thing Called Love,” a dinner theater at our church. Having done five shows over two weekends gave me a new appreciation for those who do a show on Broadway for years, or those who tour and perform the same show 7 or 8 times a week. I wonder how you stay “up” for a performance that is essentially the same night after night, week after week, month after month. And many of those who do it love it. Not only is it their profession, but it is their passion. It’s what people pay to see, so that’s what you have to do. How do you keep from getting stale? I’m sure there are techniques you learn to be able to be your best on a consistent basis. But I’m also sure it’s hard work, too.

Touring bands must face the same challenges. Playing the same songs over and over each night in different places, and having to make them sound fresh and exciting each time around. I have great respect for those who do this and do it well.