My friend Jasmine and I are experiencing life quite differently this year, I am at uni and she is working full-time in child care. Both of our schedules this year are very different but there’s one thing we have in common, movies. The trip to the movies that I will be speaking about in this post is the time we went and saw Baby Driver.
IMDB describes the movies as “Baby is a young and partially hearing impaired getaway driver who can make any wild move while in motion with the right track playing. It’s a critical talent he needs to survive his indentured servitude to the crime boss, Doc, who values his role in his meticulously planned robberies.” Although looking on IMDB isn’t how jasmine and I start out Friday night trips to the movies most weeks. They start midweek with one of us messaging the other asking if they want to see said movie.
As most of our conversations happen like this it is not unusual for the topic to change to go to another one. Then, the day comes and how we are getting to the movies then becomes a question.
After picking her up on the way to event cinemas in Shellharbour, we chat and catch up on the week we have had, things that happened, and about the movie we are both looking forward to. This continues as I park and we walk up to the theatre and buy our tickets. Although we are both tired after a long week we sit down in the theatre and chat for a while, laughing at the young girls freaking out because Harry Styles is in the Dunkirk trailer, mainly because, like many girls our age, we used to be them.
Once the movie starts we both just enjoy it and watch until the credits play and we leave, picking up our things, throwing away the popcorn boxes and walking to the car. Discussing the movie, what worked, what didn’t, and what we liked about it. This and further catching up continues until I drive her home, saying goodbye and knowing we will do this again in a few weeks time.