Saturday, May 18, 2013

Reading in the Dark



I've recently been lamenting to my wife that it's been a long time since there was a good movie for Addison in the dollar theater. Back before Christmas-time, we'd go on daddy-daughter dates to the dollar theater once or twice per month, and there was some real quality stuff with Brave and The Secret World or Arrietty and a few others. But Lindsay and I just watched Wreck-It Ralph this week, and while we enjoyed it, we agreed it was a little intense for our three-year-old
And it doesn't look like there's much on the horizon. I'm pretty sure Addison will love Monster's University, since she LOVES its predecessor, but it'll probably be the end of summer before it shows up in the dollar theater. When it does get here, though, we'll likely end up watching it five or six times on the big screen. And the first two or three times, I'll probably watch as raptly as she does. There's nothing quite like snuggling with your kid and watching a great show, laughing together and excitedly pointing out the cool bits.
After the first couple times, of course, I'll start trying to figure out ways to occupy myself during the two hours of darkness. I love to see how excited my daughter is to go to the movie theater, and so I've spent a lot of time thinking about what to do when I bring her there for repeat showings. I wrote this piece back in December when we were still watching Brave in the theater:

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The theater lights go out, and I smile to myself as latecomers scramble to find seats and run into each other, spilling their popcorn and bruising their shins. Suckers. Of course, this could have been me on any number of other occasions. But not today. Today is different. Today is the fourth screening of Brave with my toddler at the dollar theater, and we finally got it right. Fourth time’s the charm. 
Addison sits on my lap, her head leaning back against my chest. She holds one of my fingers in her hand and a baby carrot in the other. I’m pretty sure she’s going to forget which hand holds the edibles, but I’m feeling benevolent. Maybe this time I won’t get bit. Her hair smells faintly of soap and spaghetti sauce. It’s nice. This is a good moment. 
The movie’s about to start, and I hold my daughter’s little body close as I bend and dig into the diaper bag, pulling out a book. So far, so good. I reach into my pocket, and pull out a little flashlight. Deep breath. Moment of truth, here we come. 
I remove my finger from the kid’s grasp and open the book in my left hand. I flick on the flashlight with my right. 
Too bright! Addison shields her eyes, and I can see the glow reflecting off of the walls nearby. I flick it off. I think for a while as I watch Merida and her “Mum” playing hide and seek. Maybe if I sort of cup the end of the flashlight in my fist, allowing just a tiny sliver of light to escape . . . 
Alright! It . . . kind of works. As long as I’m gripping the light just the right way . . . damn. I just blinded someone. I put the book down, re-positioning my fingers over the end of the light. 
Addison looks up at me and tries to swat my hand away. 
“Shhh. It’s okay. Just watch the movie, kiddo.” 
I try the light again. Okay, this could work. It takes me a minute to find my page in the book again. But Addison’s in the way. I struggle to find a way to get the light close to the page and also be able to see the thing. The light slips again. It’s like a little light show over in this corner of the theater. I wonder if I should whisper really loudly, “Sorry!” but decide against it. 
I make Addison get off my lap, but she's too small for the chair next to me, which keeps wanting to fold up and eat her. So I stand her up next to me in the aisle. She usually slides off my lap and ends up in that position sooner or later anyway. So I position my flashlight hand again, and make another attempt. 
I do my best to shield the light, which means that it comes out rather dim and unpredictably. I have to hunch forward and peer close to the page to read, but I’m going to make this work. I get through about a page and a half before my flashlight hand starts to cramp up. The pressure building up inside of me leaks out of my mouth in a strange, unpleasant sound. 
“What’s wrong, daddy?” 
“Nothing, just watch the movie.” 
I massage my hand and have another go at it. In the movie, a bear makes an appearance, and Addison rushes back for me and I fumble the flashlight. It rolls a couple of rows, stopping with the light shining down towards the front of the theater. Damn. Nation. 
I manage to get the book and flashlight packed away. I watch the rest of the movie with my daughter on my lap and thirty-thousand people staring angrily at the back of my head. I can feel them. It burns. 
Since I’ve got the movie memorized, we’re at the door before the scene fades to black. As we flee, I’m making revisions in my head for our next visit. Fifth time’s the charm, maybe. 
I imagine being back in the theater, holding a book in one hand, my daughter in the other, and still being able to read. Somehow. It’s close, I can feel it.
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This story first appeared over at the Insatiable Booksluts. I should mention that I only ever go to matinee shows with Addison, which means that each theater is usually at less than 20% capacity, and there are lots of empty seats around us, and it's mostly just other moms with a bunch of rowdy kids. I'd fully expect to be assaulted for trying these shenanigans at a full-price theater at the height of a film's run. 

Another funny note is that after writing this, a lot of people's comments were like: "Um, you could just use an e-reader?" And it shows how technologically primitive we are that not only do we not own an e-reader, but neither my wife nor I even thought of one before I made my glow-in-the-dark comic. I'd still love to see a book printed on old-school glow-in-the-dark pages, though.

7 comments:

  1. E-reader was running through my head as I read the entire post. I'm actually reading from one now. At work. In the dark :)

    Its a nook. For the price I paid for the damn thing, I wish now id just splurged on the ipad. But those seem a bit large to me. I was also a bit bummed after realizing the phone i upgraded to a few months later does all the same ish and more (nook runs android, but only recently allowed use of the google play store.... found that out today when my phone died)

    I believe amazon is running a $99 kindle right now. You may even find better rates in ebay. If you're strictly using it for reading purposes, no need to spend a fortune on the bells and whistles. Just be sure whatever you're chosing to read is already downloaded before going to the theater.

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    1. I've thought about getting an e-reader for a long time, but I just have so many dang real-life books around the place it's hard to bite the bullet and drop some cash.

      I've also considered noise-cancelling headphones and audio books...

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  2. Have you considered knitting or crocheting? I know it sounds weird, but it can keep your hands busy and take just enough concentration to keep you from being bored to tears.

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    1. That's not a bad idea, Ronja. If only I enjoyed clothes more...

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    2. Beer Cozy? http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/drink-like-a-fish

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  3. Or maybe something nice for your lady love? http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/sources/knitting-lingerie-style

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    1. I suppose I could even knit these in church!

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