Sunday afternoon, my fingers tapped away at
accomplishing another 700 words to reach my monthly goal. I sat on the couch with my headphones on
while my husband watched the end of a movie. I looked up to see the next movie playing on
TMC was Where the Boys Are. I
watched this movie way back in the day. Finishing
up the last hundred words, I closed the laptop and turned my attention to the television.
Wow, what a difference thirty plus years make on
the important parts of the movie. I
always remembered the movie as a fun, free loving story about spring break in
Fort Lauderdale, Florida. I wanted to
take a trip there after I grew up and went to college. Unfortunately, I didn’t even have enough money
to make it home during spring break. I
was so poor.
I still loved the movie after all these years. However, I was shocked at the end of the
movie. One of the girls was raped and
tried to kill herself walking down a busy street. I completely missed this part of the movie
when I watched it the first time. How
did that happen? I wonder if maybe I
didn’t see the entire film. Or I was
simply too young when I watched it for that to really make an impression. Only a brief second of fear crossed the girl’s
face. I am sure it didn’t even register
for me. I think I saw the movie in my
early teens. I was probably confused
about her walking in the middle of the road and the hospital scene. Since the movie was made in 1957, the
references were subtle. But what an eye
opener.
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