I've been asking myself that question ever since all these animations have been coming out in 3D. Is it additive or multiplicative - 6D or 9D?
Saturday night I decided dammit, I'm leaving the house. And I did. I went to see Monsters vs. Aliens. I hadn't intended to see it in 3D; I was convinced it would be a distraction. And it's been out long enough that many theaters are showing just the normal flat version now. So I got out the laptop and tracked down a showing. Most of them had already shown around 3pm and I didn't get up that day until 4. So the only one I found after that time was at 6:40 and it was in 3D. Oh well. I was leaving the house and seeing a movie and that was that.
I have to say, it was NOT a distraction. It's not like the days where you sat there with paper glasses cutting into your nose, one red eye and one blue eye. They give you these plastic sunglasses where both eyes are the same, and the quality is stunning. I'm a believer now. Not only that, but I'm calling my optometrist first thing Tuesday morning (after the holiday) and making an appointment. I ran out of contacts a month ago and I don't want to try to wear those things over my regular glasses when I go see Up next weekend. Because that really was annoying, having those glasses slide down my nose every few minutes. But it wasn't nearly as annoying as when the three-year-old two rows behind me threw a wet gummy worm into my lap. But I digress.
9D. That's the answer.
I came out of that movie with mixed feelings. I didn't really wonder if I should have taken the Sony job. But there I was again, watching the credits roll by, peppered with the names of friends and acquaintances. They're doing it. Sure, I don't know what their lives are like... I know some of them have moved around quite a bit, studio to studio, California city to California city. Do I want to do that? Not necessarily. But they're involved, they're doing the work. They can say they were there. And there's that twinge of jealousy again... actually I'm not jealous of any of them. I just have this need to be able to say, I was there too.
I just don't know how to get there and still have the life that I want. The life that I want though, the one I've been working toward for the past few months, Nebraska, Colorado, whatever... all of a sudden it seems really dull. Like right at this moment, as I write this, it all just became disturbingly dull. Now what does that mean?
What the hell do I want anyway?
Saturday night I decided dammit, I'm leaving the house. And I did. I went to see Monsters vs. Aliens. I hadn't intended to see it in 3D; I was convinced it would be a distraction. And it's been out long enough that many theaters are showing just the normal flat version now. So I got out the laptop and tracked down a showing. Most of them had already shown around 3pm and I didn't get up that day until 4. So the only one I found after that time was at 6:40 and it was in 3D. Oh well. I was leaving the house and seeing a movie and that was that.
I have to say, it was NOT a distraction. It's not like the days where you sat there with paper glasses cutting into your nose, one red eye and one blue eye. They give you these plastic sunglasses where both eyes are the same, and the quality is stunning. I'm a believer now. Not only that, but I'm calling my optometrist first thing Tuesday morning (after the holiday) and making an appointment. I ran out of contacts a month ago and I don't want to try to wear those things over my regular glasses when I go see Up next weekend. Because that really was annoying, having those glasses slide down my nose every few minutes. But it wasn't nearly as annoying as when the three-year-old two rows behind me threw a wet gummy worm into my lap. But I digress.
9D. That's the answer.
I came out of that movie with mixed feelings. I didn't really wonder if I should have taken the Sony job. But there I was again, watching the credits roll by, peppered with the names of friends and acquaintances. They're doing it. Sure, I don't know what their lives are like... I know some of them have moved around quite a bit, studio to studio, California city to California city. Do I want to do that? Not necessarily. But they're involved, they're doing the work. They can say they were there. And there's that twinge of jealousy again... actually I'm not jealous of any of them. I just have this need to be able to say, I was there too.
I just don't know how to get there and still have the life that I want. The life that I want though, the one I've been working toward for the past few months, Nebraska, Colorado, whatever... all of a sudden it seems really dull. Like right at this moment, as I write this, it all just became disturbingly dull. Now what does that mean?
What the hell do I want anyway?
