Sometimes I feel like the devil when I go to the movies. I feel like I am making the world into an evil, dark place - a living hell, where the popcorn is too salty, the junior mints are overpriced, and the extra large collector's cup in which my Diet Pepsi is served makes the beverage taste like plastic. I feel horrible and yet, I keep doing it, again and again, satiating my desire for what is so obviously a sin: patronizing the megaplex. I don't know if it's the excess of neon that adorns their entrances or the simple yet wondrous cup holder built into my seat, but whatever it is I am drawn uncontrollably to its power, while at the same time feeling really really dirty. How could I support a business that charges eight dollars (sometimes more) for one person to see a two-hour movie? It's just not right. It's not moral. And so I feel dirty.
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