[Crash course for newcomers: We’re conducting a three-year experiment in which, for every year, we have to watch the same movie once a week. I had Top Gun last year, in the category Movie You Don’t Love, But Don’t Hate. This year I have Back to the Future for Movie You Love. Check out what everyone else is watching on our Cinemanauts page. These are my experiment results for August 2013.]
Writing for a website involves a fair amount of promotion. And, as I discovered this month, it is much, much easier to do when it’s about a movie you love.
Here’s a song I made in August for my viewing of Back to the Future at Long’s Board Shop. Unleash the nerdiness!
Here was my thought process while making that song:
1) This skate shop video could use some generic Tony Hawkish music in the background. 2) I can make that in GarageBand. 3) Hey, I figured out a tiny chunk of the Back to the Future theme! 4) Hmm, I know dick all about music, but the rhythm section should probably sound like– oh yeah, I’m cool, this is awesome. 5) Gotta have a solo. A big, stupid solo nobody will even notice. 6) Okay, she’s done, now to just– what if I punked up the lyrics to “The Power of Love”? 7) Wow, that microphone filter kicks ass, maybe I’ll sing some Back to the Future quotes over it, too. Dude, “great Scott” and “gigawatt” rhyme. Fuck yeah! 8) Hmm, some background shouts would really flesh this out– Jesus, I’ve been doing this for three days.
This, but with an iPhone.
I was just lost in a project, as I often find myself, but I didn’t really think of it as a result until I realized that I couldn’t have mustered a tenth of as much of a shit for Top Gun at this time last year. To this day, I’ve never tried to learn “Danger Zone” on any instrument, for any reason, and certainly not to make a Cinema 52 video really “pop.” Long story short, I think this site makes a handy excuse to be an unimaginable dorkwad about your favorite movies.
More results? Well, there’s the time I got really pissed off about everybody in my life expecting me to just do things for them. It reminded me of how perpetual bully Biff Tannen gets George McFly to do all his work for him long into adulthood. That ended up turning into a viewing topic, where I tried to vent some steam by looking for non-violent ways that George could have dealt with Biff, which you can read about in more detail here. I was so angry at the time that I didn’t realize I’d already covered some of the same solutions in a previous article.
I didn’t have time to retype!
Let’s see, what else? Oh, this is a result I’ve been having for a good chunk of the year, but it didn’t hit me until this month: whenever I have computer trouble, a frequent occurrence at home and work, I keep saying aloud, “This is nuts,” sometimes accompanied by frustrated love taps on the monitor or keyboard. Readers who’ve been watching Back to the Future every week of 2013 (none of you) may note that this is Marty’s reaction to the temporal display crapping out.
That’s the thing with the years.
Wild stuff, huh? No, it’s cool, you can go ahead and snore. Speaking of which, here are some dreams I had that were at least tangentially related to Back to the Future:
August 23rd, 2013
I dreamed I was at a baseball game, only to discover that the man next to me was David Tennant’s Doctor from Doctor Who and the entire game was, in fact, taking place inside the TARDIS. While this may not seem immediately relevant to Back to the Future, the trend of me being unable to have a dream in which the DeLorean is a real working time machine (something that used to occur every few months prior to the experiment) is unfortunately continuing. Other time machines like the TARDIS, however, are always real.
August 25th, 2013
I dreamed I was trapped in the future. A future where slavery was legal again and I was quickly enslaved. I never saw the time machine that brought me there.
YEAH, BUT TELL US HOW 52 WEEKS OF TOP GUN IS STILL SCREWING WITH YOUR BRAIN:
Okay, this is the big one. On August 1st, 2013, at approximately 2:34pm EST… I couldn’t remember Goose’s real name. I don’t recall how it came up in conversation, but I couldn’t tell you if he was a Steve or a Kyle or a Jamal… and I was over-fucking-joyed.
Oh, cry me a river, Tim.
I told everyone in the room not to help me, and after about five minutes, I came up with Lt. Nick Bradshaw, which was correct. I tried to nab a few other call signs and character names, but I decided to wait and try the whole naval aviator gauntlet at the end of the year.
Oh, and I while looking at aerial footage of a wildfire (on August 27th, at 6:45am EST), I started humming “Danger Zone.” Not cool, brain. Not cool.