I am out on the porch, legs up on the rail, basking in the sun, and sharing my Deep Thoughts with you.
Nights like this are exactly what I have in mind when I fantasize about Summer during those bitterly cold and snowy Winter nights.
I always equate Summer with Blockbuster Movies. Jaws, the original Summer Blockbuster, turns 40 this Summer. Jurassic World and Inside Out have already roared into theaters this Summer and put up amazing numbers.
Obviously, we’re going to talk about Summer Movies in the Think Tank tonight. Bring some popcorn and Junior Mints, Modern Philosophers, and let’s have a Summer Movie Night to kick off this Summer properly.
This week’s topic: What movie most makes you think of Summer?
So many Deep Thoughts formed on this one, Modern Philosophers. On the way home from the grocery store tonight, a song from Grease came on the radio and I cranked it up. Then I sang along (Danny and Sandy’s parts) and didn’t care who was listening.
Grease is definitely a flick that reminds me of Summer because the first time I saw it was at a drive in theater in Lake George during Summer Vacation. Good times.
I have very vivid memories of seeing this film, and that is why it is forever linked with Summer in my mind.
It was the Fourth of July, so right there, you’re talking about the ultimate All-American Summer Holiday. I was married to J and we lived in Brooklyn, near Prospect Park. We started the day by going to the Yankee game with several of our friends. What says Summer more than day baseball at Yankee Stadium on the Fourth of July?
It was an incredibly hot day, and we were sitting down the left field line out in the sun. I’m almost positive that my favorite Yankee, Don Mattingly, hit a home run that day.
When we got home, the plan was to meet up with more friends at the old school theater near our apartment to see Independence Day. After a day in the Bronx sun, I was looking forward to a little air conditioning and an Alien attack.
My friend Dave, who had been at the game with us, refused to join us. He said everyone had been brainwashed into wanting to see it, so he was going to be the one person to not give in to the Hollywood marketing machine.
So we left him back at the apartment.
The Pavilion had an awesome balcony. J and I loved to sit in the front row of it anytime we saw a flick there. Those were premium seats, and the line for Independence Day was around the block, so it was going to take some deviousness to get them.
Of course, we had just the plan.
The Pavilion also had an old fashioned ice cream parlor. We sent J and the other ladies inside to have ice cream. Once they were done eating, they were free to enter the theater and claim their seats.
So, while the guys waited out in the Summer sun with the rest of the crowd, the ladies enjoyed some ice cream in the air conditioned splendor of the theater.
Eventually, we all got to sit in the front row of the balcony and watch the movie that most makes me think of Summer.
Except for Dave. He hung out in my apartment watching TV.
That is why Independence Day is the movie that most makes me think of Summer.
What about you, Modern Philosophers? Can somebody pass the popcorn please?