O captin my captin movie movie#

O captin my captin movie movie#

Seeing the images I had seen that afternoon in the movie theatre in the correct context blew my mind and changed me forever. A few years later, my parents decided I was old enough to watch Dead Poets Society, so we got the VHS and had a movie night. I was moved even without knowing the story and the images were forever burned into my brain. I didn’t know why it was significant that these boys stood on their desks saying “O Captain, my Captain”, but it didn’t matter. I acted like I was going to but instead stood in the back of the theatre for the rest of the movie. My mother quickly told me I needed to leave the movie theatre because this was too grown-up for me. I eventually found my parents as the boy’s father screamed “MY SON! OH MY GOD!” and the mother wailed “He’s all right, he’s all right, he’s all right!”. I found the images beautiful, and even though I had no idea what was going on, I was transfixed as I searched for my parents in the movie theatre. Strangely haunting music echoed through the theatre creating a sense of dread.

I walked into a movie theatre and saw a bare-chested teenage boy standing at an open window, lifting a crown of brambles onto his head as the snow fell. One afternoon when I was ten years old, I did that very thing. The only problem with that strategy was that kids movies were normally much shorter, so we would often end up waiting for them in the lobby, and I would usually go into their movie to let them know we were waiting. Once I was old enough to keep an eye on my two younger sisters, my parents’ movie strategy was to put us in a kiddie movie while they would go and see something more adult oriented (ah the innocence of the 80’s when you didn’t necessarily worry about someone snatching your kids). My family was a family that always went to the movies.