I had a fairly progressive childhood when it came to the movies I watched with my family, or really, my dad. I grew up watching American Pie, Van Wilder, Armaggeddon, The Green Mile, Hellraiser, Scarface, and so on. Most parents would never let their four-year-old watch movies like that, but my family was different. My dad worked for ten or more hours a day and came home to cook and clean, so every night, after dinner, my dad, my big sister, and I would sit in the living room, sprawled over the couch and the floor, and watched a real movie. We didn’t even own hardly any kids movies. We only owned one Disney movie, The Jungle Book.
And to this day, I still enjoy watching those same movies, even though my family doesn’t anymore. I organize my movies like my music library on spotify, in playlists. We all know that the types of movies that you watch so much you memorize them say something about you. Most of the people to see my “playlists” of movies tell me that they don’t particularly like my movies because at least half of them depict very sexual, party-loving, carefree young adults (mostly college students).
Now, I know that this is a very basic category, and almost every male that enjoyed the 90’s era would know like the back of their hand. But, even though they are very basic, I enjoy and identify with the “slacker” movies. I mean, first of all, I’m a very masculine person, my favorite shows are Ridiculousness, The Fresh Prince, Friends, and the list goes on. I was raised by my dad, who, unfortunately at the time was the biggest slacker I have ever met (including myself) even though he had a grueling career in construction. He had the same taste in films as I do in regards to that film “playlist”.
