I have a remote. And I'm not afraid to use it.

It's amazing how quickly you can stop watching movies and discover the world's a happier place. Avoid the theater and your love for the common man increases.

Growing up, I was a huge movie buff. To this day, I still have a hard time finding a movie from the 80s I haven't seen. It was the era of John Hughes and I was a fan.
These days, I look at movies and can only think, 'That is so not worth eight bucks.' Even more so, it isn't worth my time. Movies, it seems, are nothing more than feature length propaganda machines. For a conservative, going to the movies takes deep breathing exercises before hand and long chats with your pastor afterward.
Films are no longer for entertainment but for raising one's blood pressure. If you are a conservative and looking for two-hours of excruciating pain, try a Sarah Jessica Parker film.

A few Christmases ago, low on cash but high on holiday spirit, a friend and I splurged for a holiday film, The Family Stone. Snuggle in and enjoy the yuletide cheers.
Instead, I was force fed two hours of a gambit of homosexual agenda issues, like gay marriage, gay adoption, and the ridiculously laughable gay gene. It was like passing up my mother's amazing pumpkin pie holiday feast to have cocktails with an angry LGBT support group.
I seethed, mind you. Seethed. I had come for Christmas and instead got a Rainbow parade.

Learning partially from my previous mistakes, I rented Failure to Launch, determining if it sucked at least I had spent less money. And it did, suck that is. We have a female lead who, desperate to not be proven wrong, has sex with a guy she's clandestinely treating as a psych patient. Again. Yuck. Yet somewhere people are paid to write these stories, say these lines, and produce these movies.

When Sex and the City came out, no one needed to warn me away. If offered an evening of that movie or cleaning public toilets, I would have gone shopping for plastic gloves and a scrub brush.

And now, we have this, Did You Hear About the Morgans?. Personally, the fact they make fun of Sarah Palin even in the trailer - generally designed to promote neutrality and thus wider audience appeal - means I can save my incisors and skip it.

Avoiding the theater is getting easier and easier. Stars, producers, directors, executives, they keep opening their mouth and I keep closing my wallet.
Megan Fox, of Transformers 2, would like Megatron to spare the planet and just kill "all of the white trash, hillbilly, anti-gay, super bible-beating people in Middle America.” And I would like not to see Megan Fox in a movie, thus I'm spared the second installment.
Then G.I. Joe, saving me even more money and time, decided to change our American Hero into a "Brussels-based outfit that stands for Global Integrated Joint Operating Entity."

I'm investing all this saved cash in gold, not green energy, by the way.

Hollywood wants to criticize, vilify, and demonize Christians, conservatives, or anyone not sacrificing their self-respect and critical thinking skills at the foot of Obama. And yet we're suppose to pay to see their movies, buy products they endorse, and follow them on Twitter to keep up with their dietary changes.
They take us for idiots. They must. And as long as we continue being attacked while simultaneously funding their methods for attack, they should.

These days, should the entertainment mood strike, I pull out a Cary Grant or John Wayne movie, enjoy I Love Lucy, or watch shows like LOST, Fringe, or even Chuck, which do not overly hype nor nakedly expose their actors. The scripts are tight. The storyline flows. And should they decide to make light, make fun, or make barbs about my core beliefs, I have a remote and am not afraid to use it.