The first step is admitting the problem.
Hello, my name is Donnelly and I have an addiction. I'm a 20 movie a day Netflix Queuer. I...I add to my queue when I'm alone. I do it when I'm bored or stressed. I have even lied about my queue to friends and family. It started off so innocently, you know? My husband got me into it, not that I am casting the blame on him. There was no way for him to know it would become such a problem when we were just queuing recreationally together. But then I started queuing when he was at work, and sometimes, even slipping away for a few minutes after he got home to queue up a few movies, just to take the edge off. I tried to justify it to myself, saying that I was just trying to open my mind, to experience new things, and besides, it's not like I was hurting anybody, right? But it just kept getting worse. It started eating into my other online activities. I'd miss hours of foruming and web comics because I was wading through the New Releases section, or rating more movies to get recommendations. I found myself favorably rating movies I hadn't really liked, just to see what kind of thing they'd suggest. Netflix became like a friend, a friend who was always there and who wouldn't look down on me for giving 4 stars to Attack of the Killer Tomatoes, who didn't laugh at me for wanting to watch Glengarry Glen Ross and Return of the Living Dead 2 back to back. Netflix doesn't judge. But once you start, you can't stop. At first I was just into rating movies I'd seen and queuing up recent releases that I couldn't get to the theater for, but it got weird when I started in on the sub-genres. First it was just Horror, then it was Teen Screams, Satanic Stories and Creature Features. Thrillers just weren't enough anymore, I needed Crime Thrillers, Mobster and Suspense. I knew I'd really gotten in over my head when I started in on the Special Interests. Suddenly movies just couldn't give me that feeling I needed. I had to have documentaries and instructional videos. I'm so ashamed. I have 300 movies queued up, and I just can't seem to stop. For God's sake, I just watched Daredevil and Elektra simply because I could!! Is there no limit? Have I no shame?
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Alright, I'll readily admit what a cheap beyotch I am. I only rent movies now from the dollar kiosk at Kroger's despite my kids begging me to go back to my once pathetic Blockbuster addiction. I won't do it and they can't make me.
Daredevil and Elektra???!!!!?? All in one DAY???!!!? Well, you just hit your crap movie quota for the whole year, missy. It also qualifies you for a film and good taste re-education camp run by Siskel and Ebert. I can't remember which one already croaked though, but I think the dead one still gives out advice since they cryogenically froze his head.
Here's a little something you missed about our adventures with the dollar rental kiosk.
Age Before Beauty
Heh - I'm pretty sure a 40 year old virgin is something that SHOULD be sold in a dollar kiosk. The movie, however, sounds like something that would have topped out my Crap Film Fest the other day. I'm still recovering. The big question is, do I counter Daredevil and Elektra with a solid classic like The Thin Man, or do I continue to wallow in junk flicks and bump up Ilsa, Harem Keeper of the Oil Sheiks in my queue? Tough call.
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