I spent some time earlier today contemplating what my life would be like if I stopped buying comic books, something I’ve been doing on a weekly or near-weekly basis since I was nine years old. I don’t think there’s much of a risk of this happening, mind you; it would definitely save me some money every month, probably in the $150-200 range or so, but it would also cost me the only adult interaction I have every week that isn’t work- or family-related. I really like the owners of the shop I go to and consider them friends, and in some ways it’s almost sad to consider that my most reliable relationship is one that only exists in a purely capitalistic context. It’s not like I hang out with the comic book people. They don’t come to my house or anything like that. But damn near all of my what-I’ll-call-for-the-sake-of-argument real friends live out of town now, and there are only maybe five of them anyway. So … yeah, it’s kind of a fraught decision, and not just in the context of these picture books I keep bringing home every week.
I have pretty much given up on any form of entertainment I have to leave the house for, frankly. I’ve now skipped three Marvel movies in a row and I don’t have the slightest idea what it might take to get me back into a movie theater at this point. I used to see like fifty movies a year back when I was a grad student and I talk endlessly about how much I miss that but the fact is I’ve never taken any of the opportunities I’ve had to fix it. Hell, I could see fifty movies a year from my bedroom without spending any additional money and I don’t do it. I’m still mostly enjoying the TV shows but once She-Hulk is over in a few months (?) I don’t know what they’ve got coming next and one way or another there’s nothing I’m looking forward to.
Star Wars? Pfah. I enjoyed Obi-Wan Kenobi well enough but if I never saw another Star Wars-related program again I think I’d be fine with it. Star Wars fans are the only people I hate more than I hate Marvel fans at the moment. I don’t ever want to hear another fan theory again, about anything, and despite being someone who writes reviews of things on a fairly regular basis I am really tired of other people’s opinions on things.
I dunno. This post started off maudlin and is starting to get worse, and I just came close to deleting the whole thing and replacing it with “I tried to blog but it didn’t work, sorry.” I’m gonna go shoot robots with arrows for the rest of the night. Maybe at some point I’ll watch that Joey King movie TikTok keeps telling me about; it looks entertaining. Anybody out there seen The Princess?