Bad Decisions

On Thursday evening, there was a tough decision to be made. Our original plan had been to watch our recently-purchased Finding Neverland DVD. But, as I was cooking dinner, I remembered that Project Greenlight was on at 10 and if we started the movie, we would miss at least the first fifteen minutes of it. And, judging by the trailer that Bravo played after last week’s episode, the first fifteen minutes were going to be the best. So, we decided not to watch the award-winning movie and, instead, watched an hour and a half of awful television before the program we wanted to see came on.

Okay, I’ll admit it: It wasn’t that tough of a decision in the grand scheme of things. But the thing is that every time we wanted to see this movie in the theaters, we ended up getting distracted. And now that we’ve got a copy of it in our home, we’ve gotten distracted again. This is why there are a half-dozen movies sitting on our shelves unwatched. Because we’re addicted to awfully bad television programs instead.

Because, the inevitable end of this story is that Project Greenlight was just as bad as the hour and a half of television we had to watch to get to it. The episode was all over the place and the drama of the director’s possible firing lasted all of thirty seconds at the beginning of the show. I thought that was going to be the whole episode. I thought they were going to seriously consider it. Because, in the previous episodes, the director truly had proved himself worthy of firing. Instead, they chose to focus on demonizing the casting director this week, who was simply trying to make this movie work when she went behind the director’s (the incompetent director, I would remind you again) to cast a part.

Arrggghhh! The whole reason I wanted to watch Finding Neverland, the reason I want to watch any movie about a writer, was to get inspired. I have a lot of work ahead of me on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, and I wanted a pick-me-up. Instead, forgetting the frustration that Greenlight causes, I decided to devote my night to watching it.

That, my friends, was a bad decision. And no matter how many times I make those kind of decisions, I never learn.

But, does anyone? Does anyone really?