In the never-ending debate between film and television, there’s no question in my mind that the third season of Lost blows any movie out of the water (pun intended). But in the Netflix era we live in, its so easy to become distracted with the rest of your life scattered around your bedroom. When you press the “Play Next” button, you realize you need to use the bathroom. You sit back down. Then you’re suddenly thirsty, so you get up and get a glass of water. You sit back down. Then an iMessage pops up on your computer screen, and of course you have to answer it right away. This turns into a ten minute conversation about when you and your friend are going to go to Chipotle. You “x” out of your chat window and notice an email from your professor. You have an assignment due in an hour. The episode of that show you really love is already halfway over, you’ve only caught a glimpse of the plot arc, none of the B story, and you feel defeated.
At the movies, you leave your life. Sure, some people bring their phones or their friends who bring their phones, but I don’t. I sit on the plush throne, popcorn in hand, and pray that nobody kicks the back of my seat. When the lights dim and the previews start, your life goes away. That big project that’s due soon washes away. That fight you’re in with your friend is muted. Everything that mattered doesn’t anymore.
The other night, I went to go see The Skeleton Twins starring SNL veterans Bill Hader and Kristin Wiig as twins who reunite after Milo (Hader) tries to kill himself. By no right is this the full-blown comedy one would expect from this pairing, but instead it was a dark, tender look at life when it doesn’t go the way you planned. Don’t get me wrong, there are some pee-your-pants funny moments going on, especially by Luke Wilson, who plays Lance, Maggie’s (Wiig) fiancé. Go for the lip sync to “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now,” stay for the unmatched dynamic of Hader and Wiig.