Captain America and why going to the movies alone sucks

There's nothing worse than enjoying a movie and not having anyone to talk to about it, especially if you've been really excited about it enough to go see it opening night.

I'm sure I'll have plenty of people to talk to about Captain America: The First Avenger tomorrow, but that doesn't satisfy my 3 AM need for chit-chat! Totally unfair all my friends are too busy to come with me to midnight releases.

The movie was fun. I enjoyed it more than Thor, which I also enjoyed. It's up there on my short list of good things about theaters in summer of 2011. The movie flowed pretty well and I was never bored. Plus, I'm a fan of Lucas Lee- I mean Chris Evans. Kind of strange he's two characters in the Marvel Universe now but I suppose they've officially killed off the Fantastic 4 as the second one was box office tragedy. I guess I suck at film reviews because I like to keep it simple: Enjoyable plot, fun action sequences, none of the acting detracted from the atmosphere the movie was aiming to create, good cinematography, etc. Nothing really leapt out and wowed me but it was a fun summer flick I think anyone could chomp popcorn to without feeling robbed. At the end of the day, that's all anyone can ask for.

The funniest thing is everyone was most excited about The Avengers trailer that follows the film's credits. I have no idea what the Avengers is even really going to be about but any movie with Robert Downey Jr. as a chauvinistic drunk with super powers will get me into theaters.

Back to my original point, though, it really sucks to feel so alone when you know the things you're interested in are popular and people frequently comment to you that you're a nice guy and likable and whatnot. I suppose it's a case of actions speak louder than words. I might not be the most charismatic person in the world but if I plan an event others are interested in, it shouldn't strike out for years running. Right? I mean, people like movies. Friends I've spoken to were excited about Captain America. No one took the bite, though. At this point, friends being responsible and having jobs is no consolation to me. It used to take the edge off my feelings of loneliness because logically, it's a no-brainer. No one is going to stay up til 3 when they have work at 8.

A handful of friends in St. George I know went to see it tonight, but part of me feels like I'd have been excluded from their camps if I was up there. I know that's just paranoia talking, but I feel it really strongly. I'm kind of looking forward to moving back up for school, and part of me is seriously terrified. On paper, this semester should be awesome and significantly better than last. But I know how badly I failed with the social situation over this last year. None of the friendships except for the one I made with my roommate lasted from my first semester up there, and I feel like the majority of ones still intact from the lastest one are hanging by a thread (that I might simply be imagining because I have such a hard time letting go.)

I want to set up some weekly board game night. It could morph into movies any given time, or really anything. I don't care. I just want an excuse to get people together, and I'm part of why that group is together. I felt like a third wheel, unwanted and only tolerated as a social exercise on the parts of the others there, at all the potlucks I attended with the news staff from Dixie. Can't prove it, but I've sent out a lot of feelers and rarely got any feedback. I did get the feeling if I skipped any of the luncheons, no one would have asked "Hey where's Casey?"

I'm rambling again about personal crapola none of you all care about (at least just yet!) so I'm gonna call it a night and go kill some Xeno scum as a tyranid Hive Tyrant. Mad epic geek props to anyone who knows what I'm referring to.