TCTTS said:
I was 16 when Contact came out - the first summer any of us had a car - and I remember my friends and I wanting to see a movie, and it coming down to this and Nothing to Lose, a comedy starring Martin Lawrence and Tim Robbins. I of course wanted to see Contact, but none of my friends did, so I begrudgingly went along to Nothing to Lose. But then that ended up being hilarious, and a legit fun movie, so I couldn't stay annoyed. I finally ended up seeing Contact a few days later, with a couple other friends, and all of us were blown away. It's one of the first movies I remember seeing twice in theaters, finally convincing even more friends to go the second time.
It also just occurred to me that this was LAST movie I saw in theaters, for three months or so. Later that July, when the rest of my family was out of town for some sporting event thing for my sisters, a friend and I randomly shot a car with a BB gun from my second story bedroom window - we were incredibly bored and incredibly stupid - the driver called the cops, and we ended up getting arrested. I hid the gun in the attic, behind a secret door in my sister's closet that doubled as a shelf. The cops separated me and my friend, pulled the ol' "Your friend just told us everything" routine, when neither had snitched, and that's how they got us. Finally took the cop through the secret attic entrance to retrieve the gun.
When I called my parents to tell them I had been arrested, there was a long pause, I then said "Hello?" to which my dad finally replied, through gritted teeth, "Don't. Speak. From now on... you are a
virus. You are
grounded, and no one will ever come in contact with you again."
My friend and I both had to turn ourselves in later that week, for processing, once my parents were back in town. We got fingerprinted and had our mugshots taken at juvie, had to pay for the damage we caused to the car (nicked windshield and chipped paint = $1000 total), each do 15 hours of community service, and then attend six "Positive Steps" courses with a bunch of other juvenile delinquents, one of whom was a Hispanic kid everyone called "Chicken Nugget" because that's somehow exactly what he looked like. Then, my parents came up with a point system where, say, taking out the trash was five points, among many other tasks, and I had to earn 800 total points before I was free again. Took me just over two months to do all of that.
This is all a long of way of saying that's probably another reason I love this movie so much is because it's the last movie I got to see in the theater until sometime that fall.