If you are a frequent visitor to the world of Misty’s Laws, you might remember a couple posts I have done previously about a friend of mine, and our often calamitous attempts at going to events together.
A couple weeks ago, we tried our third, and possibly final, attempt at going out together. We were once again trying to go to an anniversary showing of a classic cinematic masterpiece. Our first foray, Singing in the Rain, malfunctioned before the ending and left us disappointed from having to miss the final 5 minutes of the movie. This movie would be at the same theater, so we were desperately hoping that they had worked out whatever kinks had occurred to cause the problem we had the previous time. But, foolhardy and
kid-free fancy free, we were willing to take the chance. Even if it might be the death of one of us (See: my friend passing out at Wicked the last time we attempted to go out).
The movie we saw was a true cinematic classic . . . To Kill a Mockingbird. It was the 50th Anniversary of the movie’s original theater release. It had been years since I’d last seen this movie, so I was really excited to see it again, and this time on the big screen. Hopefully to the very end even!
To Kill a Mockingbird is a movie based on a novel by the same name, by Harper Lee. This was actually the first book I remember reading in school and falling in love with. I was in 4th grade. I remember using a typewriter to peck out words I wrote for a book report on the novel. Everything about this book touched and effected me in a way that would grip me and shape many of my scholarly choices over the course of my life. I fell in love with literature because of this book. I was a voracious reader throughout my school years, and eventually became an English Literature major in college because of my love of just reading books.
I would go on to read this book multiple times for many other school projects (the danger/benefit of going to 4 different schools before 12th grade is the repeat of certain subject matter), and then on my own a few times after that. It has been years since I picked up the book, but it still holds a special place in my heart. I can say with certainty that this is my absolute favorite book (with Faulkner’s The Sound and the Fury coming in a very close second).
We started our evening with my friend driving to the event. I have driven to all the other events, as 1. we were usually running late, 2. I always knew exactly where we were going, and 3. I drive like a speed demon. On this occasion, however, we were not late and when she offered, I graciously accepted her offer to drive. I spend close to 3 hours a day driving during my commute, so really it was a welcome break.
We arrived at the theater in a timely manner and even got really perfect seats (as opposed to the last movie where we were the last to arrive and had to sit in the first row, craning our necks up to the screen). We even had time to run out and get snacks before the movie started. While we were waiting for the movie to begin, they played a little TCM biography type short about the movie, talking about the awards it won (3 Academy Awards, including best actor for Gregory Peck), some interviews with the cast and crew, and a surprising bit of information to me. I had not previously known (or I had and just forgot) that Robert Duval plays a vital character in this movie. And apparently, it was his first cinematic role. He doesn’t speak at all in the film, but you definitely know it’s him. Especially after they tell you he’s in it and you are looking for him!
I discovered, as the movie was about to begin, that my friend had not only never seen the movie, but had not read the book. I guess since I’ve read it so many times, mostly assigned by schools, I just assumed everyone had read it. It was unfortunate that I didn’t ask her if she had read it when I was getting the tickets, many weeks ago, as I probably would have insisted that she at least attempt to read it before seeing the movie. But she has vowed to read it now, saying she owns it but has just never gotten around to reading it. I guess that will just have to do. Of course, she loved the movie, and even vocally reacted to some of the best scenes (the courtroom verdict being her most vociferous exclamation). My favorite scene is probably the scene at the jail. There is just something so moving about innocence triumphing over hatred and anger.
The good news is that we actually got to see the movie in it’s entirety. Yay!! The bad news, at least for my friend, is she will apparently have to play chauffeur from now on, as that seems to be the key difference between this successful event and the previous disastrous ones.
And, I’m not sure if you were aware of this, but this movie was not the only significant cinematic event that was scheduled to occur that evening. As we arrived at the theater, I saw a few people lined up on the side of the aisle leading to the entrance to the theaters, obviously waiting for something to start. I really didn’t give it much thought . . . that is until we left the movie some 2 1/2 hours later, and that line had grown to this:
That’s right . . . that line (which extended far beyond my camera’s capacity to capture it) was for the opening of the final episode in the Twilight saga. When I told my friend, Jen, that I had gone to a movie that night, she asked me if I had gone to see Twilight (threatening bodily harm if the answer given was in the affirmative). I simply replied with a “have you met me?” To which, of course, she conceded was a valid point. But seriously . . . one time showing of a classic cinematic masterpiece of theater based on my all time favorite novel v. sparkly vampire dreck? Yeah, pretty sure you know which one of those options wins out in my book.
Please tell me you have read and/or seen To Kill a Mockingbird (and refrain from telling me how much you just love Twilight and how you are Team Edward). What is your favorite book to movie adaptation?