Welcome back to the “Life’s a Journey” series, where we revisit some of life’s little moments worth remembering.
Last week we romped through your Teenage Crushes. Ouch. Embarrassing…… This week I’d like you to dig deep and share a post about your First Movie Memories (Linky below this post). Here’s mine…….
Grease is the (rude) Word
Technically, this was not the first movie I ever saw. It was, however, the first movie I ever went to see without a parent in tow, in a ‘grown-up’ kind of way.
It was 1978. A long time ago. So long ago infact that the Cinema in which I saw this life-changing film has since been upgraded to a McDonald’s (which was in itself something of a phenomenon for a UK town in that era).
I was 12 years old and I suspect my parents had no idea that the film was a bit ‘racey’ in parts. To be perfectly honest, the dodgy bits went entirely over my head, since I had no idea what most of the sexual inuendo was about. D’Oh!
1. The size of the queue to get in. My best friend and I went outside the theatre and around the block to find the end of the snake. I had, and have never since, seen a queue for a movie to rival it.
2. It was the first time I ever saw an entire audience applaud at the start, middle and end of a film. The atmosphere was “electrifying” (pardon the pun, couldn’t resist).
3. The gorgeousness of both Mr Travolta and Miss Newton-John. I wanted to be them, snog them, eat them, wear them, live them.
To be fair, I was an impressionable twelve year-old. I was easily pleased. But the intensity of emotion which this movie filled me with was/is unforgettable. It left its impression on me, like a dent in my consciousness, for weeks and weeks after the event.
Back then, of course, there was no Internet to use for drooling purposes during the post-movie ‘come-down’ stage. It was pure cold turkey, unless you bought one of the teen magazines which I wasn’t allowed. Grrr. Instead, I contented myself with styling my hair in an ‘up-gripped’ Olivia ‘do’ and searching the local Woolworths for a white cotton button-through nightie a la “Hopelessy Devoted To You” scene.
It goes without saying that I still know all the words….. By the way, You’re Most Welcome.
If this has re-kindled a memory for you from your long-hidden family stories, then do share it here.
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Other posts in this series:-
Week 1 – My earliest baby photo
Week 2 – Old School Portrait
Week 3 – Earliest Writings
Week 4 – Bestest Friends
Week 5 – Teenage Crushes