I’d been to industry trade shows before. Hotel ballrooms filled with crowds of people. The kind who steal a glance at your badge, wondering if you’re someone worth talking to. After realizing you’re just a guppy they move on, looking for the next big fish.
A hero is reborn on the big screen
In December 1978, the world saw the dawn of the big-budget superhero film with the release of Superman. Created in 1938 by Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster, Superman made his comic book debut in Action Comics #1. The Adventures of Superman, starring George Reeves, aired on TV in the 50s. Growing up as a kid in the 70s, I read the comic books and watched Superman reruns on TV.
I’ve been fascinated with shopping malls ever since my childhood. Before I could drive, I bugged my parents to take us to the mall. It was the place where I fell in love with the movies, witnessed the latest fashions, wasted quarters at the video arcade and had a few adventures of my own.
I was a kid growing up in Texas when I came across George A. Romero’s Night of the Living Dead for the first time. It aired each Halloween on a local TV channel. I could never watch the entire movie, it was too scary for my young mind. The bits I did see gave me bad dreams of zombies chasing me and my family through the desert sands of far east El Paso. At the time, I didn’t realize this was a good thing.
No, I’m not telling you what to do. When I say you should be writing, I’m talking to myself. Am I some preachy, best selling author looking down his nose at dilettante writers who can’t eke out a few hundred words a day? Far from it. I need to whip myself back into writing shape, which is why I’m putting these words down. What’s your story?
Most people who were children in the 70s remember the moment well. Where they were. What they were doing, when a little movie released on May 25, 1977 would disrupt the filmic landscape, some say for the worse. I beg to differ. The movie? “Star Wars,” of course.
Can you name the first movie you ever saw on the big screen?
I like to ask this question whenever I meet someone new. The answer I get tells me a lot about the person and just how important movies are to them. To some, movies are just background noise, not worthy of their full attention. I feel this is a profound shame. Who doesn’t like going to the movies?