About 15 years ago I had a coworker friend who was telling me about a guy she had just started dating. He told her his favourite candy bar was “Hershey’s Cookies & Mint” which at the time had been out for about 3 weeks or something. She stopped dating the guy because of that answer–she and I both thought it made him sound fickle. Who “favourites” something brand new and untested by time? Favourites are things that have become part of the fabric of you through the years. To this day I think of that guy whenever I hear someone say that their favourite TV show of all time is something that has been on for six episodes or their favourite restaurant is a new place that just opened up. In my mind these people are all the same type of people who’d give up the home plate on a first date. A first date for coffee at McDonalds. (They probably think the McCafes are their favourite coffee drink, too.)
So now is when I tell the world that I am embarrassed to admit that this weekend I became a Favourite Slut.
Pixar’s UP is my new favourite movie. Ever. My previous favourite movie–The Godfather–was released when I was about one, first seen when I was 8 and pronounced my favourite when I was about 15. It’s hung in there through many major contenders for the Title, all of whom washed up against it and lay right in its shadow. LOTR. Braveheart. Hunt For Red October.
You’d think that I’d wait at least a week before wrenching The Godfather off its rusted foundation and shoving its bulk aside for UP to settle in the spot. But this is love at first sight. Truly and utterly. So much so that when watching UP I was convinced it was made solely for me and that my dearly departed Casey had a hand in crafting it. It’s my most perfect movie ever.
It kind of reminds me of when I decided I was in love with a guy I’d known for 7 weeks. We’ve been married 18 years this month. So I guess some of my impulsiveness is well-played.