Today I went to see the movie “17 Again” at the dollar theater on Sawmill. I was expecting it to be worth about a dollar, but I actually liked it quite a bit. It’s not an original concept for a film (It’s like “13 Going on 30″ in reverse) but I thought it was sweet. I’ve never seen Zac Efron in a movie before, but I thought he was funny and charming, and he has great hair, so that was a bonus.
I wasn’t expecting to feel as sad as I did at the end. I was thinking about Chris, and what the experience of falling in love with him was like….His spiky hair and the Vandals baseball shirt he wore on our first date, and the way he smelled. He was so mysterious and adorable. I remember standing in line with him at Kings Island on our second date thinking that there was no way he would ever go for someone like me – He would find out that I really wasn’t very interesting after all and that would be the end of it. I never expected to fall in love with him like I did. I just wanted to be with him all the time – When we weren’t in class, we were together. He challenged me to think for myself and ask hard questions, and he introduced me to a whole new world of art and opinions…I would never want to go back and erase those things, that time in Swing Hall and even in Columbus. But it struck me while watching the movie how great things could be in the beginning and still end up falling apart like Chris and I did…I grieve for that, for the couple we were when we met seven years ago. It’s incredibly sad.
I cried at the end of the movie.
