Ticket for One – A Guide for Solo Movie Screenings

Once upon a time I used to think going to movies alone was a sad sign that you were slowly turning into a crazy cat lady/man, only one step away from buying a collection of “cooking for one” cook books. My present self now wishes I could bitch slap that silly little past me, because seeing movies alone is the fucking best!

After my first solo screening I was hooked. I still love going to the flickers with my friends, but every now and then the stars align and I take myself out on the town for some cinema magic. To help you embrace and enjoy seeing movies with you, yourself, and, well…you, here are the lessons I’ve learned thus far:

1) Timing is everything
While I am all for doing whatever the fuck you want, there is something to be said for choosing your movie times wisely. If you are at all uneasy about going by yourself and feeling like a lonely duckling, try to avoid popular date nights (Friday and Saturday obvs) and days when the weather is particularly gloomy. Matinees are especially good for your first try.

2) Subject Matter
Solo movies are great opportunities to see the films that you may otherwise be embarrassed to drag your friends to. Funny poop-themed humor and sappy romances fit comfortably in this category. I would not, however, recommend seeing movies with overly depressing subjects, or children’s movies. You don’t want to be that weirdo sitting alone in the middle of a theater of happy parents and their bratty kids watching “Nanny McPhee.” You also don’t want to see something like, say, “Revolutionary Road” on a rainy night, and then walk home alone to your empty apartment. Trust me on this one.

3) Movie Treats
When I see movies alone, I like to treat myself to a concession. Be it a weird combination of candy, such as Sour Patch Kids and popcorn in one bite (so good) or more Whoppers than any human should ever eat in one sitting, not having to share makes it that much sweeter. I do have to warn you about something I learned the hard way. Do not, under any circumstance upgrade to the large Icee. Yes, it is only twenty-five cents more, but it is as big as your head, and consumed on an empty stomach, will make you curse the day the Jesus invented ice and high fructose corn syrup.

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Alison Lambert - Half Price Headliner

Ali was born and raised in the Wholesome/Creepy capital of the world, Salt Lake City, UT. Once she was old enough to blow that pop stand she escaped to the place that was the anti-SLC: The Peoples Gay-public of Drugifornia aka San Francisco (holla 30 Rock!). You can now find her throughout this glorious city slurping Pho and scheming with her best friend Pinky doing what they do every night; try and take over the world.

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