Where did my love of mediocre movies come from?

To try and answer this question, we have to go back about 30 years. One of the things I used to love to do as a child was watch movies with my dad. If Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus is where I realized I actually like bad movies, then the seed was planted oh so long ago with a movie that came on late one Saturday night on AMC, back when they showed old movies.

It was a simple premise. People unknowingly wake up monster, monster terrorizes people, and people defeat monster. Straight and to the point. So much so that it only had a 75 minute run-time! I didn’t mind black and white movies growing up, some of them were actually good. I realize that “good” is relative, especially considering the point of this blog. But this movie captivated me.

For the first time, I was able to actually grasp that this was a bad movie. In fairness though, this was the late 80s, early 90s and the movie was made in 1957. So it didn’t take much to push it to that status. But realizing it was bad and actually still enjoying it was new to me. I didn’t do that with cartoons, what made movies so different? I am still trying to answer that question 30 some odd years later. What movie have I been rambling about? The Giant Claw. Now I also try to answer the question did I enjoy the movie or did I enjoy the time spent with my dad? I normally didn’t get to stay up that late and watch television, so that was a treat. Do I subconsciously enjoy these movies because it give me that warm feeling of spending time with my father? Maybe. I’m not going to rule it out. But for whatever reason I enjoy them, I’m happy I do. I’ve been able to see some real gems. And I feel like even the “bad” movies are getting better, so that’s a win for everyone!

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