I used to feel like I had to go to movies with friends when I was younger.
The first movie I saw alone was August of 1998, I HAD to go see it because of something that happened three days before.
I was working at a big corporation and got a new job with them where I had to move from Washington state to Colorado and was driving across the country to my new job on the company's bill so I made a diversion up to Glacier National Park. I was going to head down to Yellowstone, Grand Tetons, then back to my old stomping grounds in Steamboat Springs Colorado and cut to Rocky Mountain National Park before arriving at my new digs in Fort Collins.
Early that day, I dropped off an old college buddy at the airport, he was a junior lewy with the Navy and he left his dress whites in my car but he was going to be in Colorado in a week so we'd meet up and I'd be able to bring him his uniform at that time but I had to keep an eye on it. Add, my company moved all of my stuff except essentials and valuables that I had with me in my car. Oh, and I had an unfinished screenplay in my glove compartment that I valued so I had to keep my vehicle in eyesight whenever I stopped.
I dropped off my bud before 6:00 AM and didn't make it to the Idaho border until past 2:00 PM. The drive was longer and much-much-MUCH hotter than I expected, and I had symptoms of heat exhaustion. My car had no AC.
I pulled into a diner that only had one shade open and only one car in the parking lot. I had to set at the booth with the open blind to keep an eye on my car so when I walk in what do I see? The only person is sitting with their back to turned facing the booth that I had to sit in.
I thought to myself; 'What sort of a malfunction do you have to have to sit with your back turned to an empty diner?' My mouth was dry so I was barely able to order and grabbed my tray and was heading to the booth when the freak who had his back turned violently swiveled to glare at me.
Too bad freaky, I had to sit at that corner booth to keep an eye on my car.
He wasn't happy and gave me the stink eye. I was completely wiped out and the last thing I needed was stress from some freak show so I just hung my head but couldn't eat so I just sipped at my drink and waited about five minutes and looked up and he was still glaring at me, ugh. It really stressed me out and made it impossible to eat my burger, so I waited two minutes and he's still staring so I got pissed and remembered staring contests from childhood so I whipped my head up and just stared right back at him but I had no strength so I hung my head and was REALLY stressed and could barely eat or digest my food. I waited five minutes before I could look up and this time the guy is sitting back, relaxed and was curiously looking at me like he wants to talk. I desperately wanted to talk to him and tried to but the heat exhaustion and stress of this encounter left me unable to speak so I looked out the window at my car and then hung my head down again. Two minutes later I look up and this time the guy is much more friendly and is leaning in and is wanting to talk and I try again to speak but can't and don't hang my head down but continue to eat and we're both jiust looking at each other.
The guy finishes his meal and he's waiting for me to finish so we can talk. I finish and try but I still can't talk. The guy picks up his tray, busses his table, goes over to the trash can, empties his refuse, says goodbye to the people behind the counter and heads towards the door, constantly looking at me like he's telling me its my last chance to talk to him as he's at the door. He just shakes his head and leaves.
The second the door closes all three of the people behind the counter say; 'I can't believe Stephen Speilbergh was here.'
I had a surreal 22-minute silent lunch with Speilbergh with my unfinished screenplay in my glove compartment the week that Saving Private Ryan was released. I had plans to see it with my college buddies in Colrado but HAD to see it. Caught the first showing of the matinee the first chance I had.
Amazing experience.
The job had me working 12 hour shifts overnight so I woke up right about the time matinees would start so I saw tons of movies by myself and loved it. My friends worked regular 9 to 5 jobs so I lots of free time, so I got over whatever social hang ups I had about going to see movies alone.