Movies Starring Me (Plus Jake Gyllenhaal)

By Susannah Hutcheson, Regular ContributorAugust 9, 2015

“Hi, can I get one ticket to Southpaw at 11:15?”

I went to the movies by myself, and I loved it.

I loved finding a seat where I could kick my feet up, I loved eating Everlasting Gobstoppers and popcorn and drinking a Diet Coke (who cares about aspartame?), and I loved being able to cry and laugh as much as I wanted (oh, Jake Gyllenhaal. You killed me).


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I can’t even pretend that I didn’t feel totally weird walking up to the ticket counter by myself. I expected the attendant to stare at me and think I was a total loner weirdo for going to the movies by myself. He didn’t care, obviously. I felt a little awkward handing my ticket to the guy at the front of the line, but he didn’t seem to notice. I felt just a little strange finding a seat about 8 seats down from a very obviously happy couple. But then, I relaxed. I looked around and saw a girl about my age alone three rows down. I saw an older man to my right, looking perfectly content with his bag of popcorn and humongous cell phone. I began to settle in my seat, feeling legitimately comfortable by myself. I didn’t have to talk to anyone during the previews. I got to totally ignore the “First Look” show before the movie, and I got to people watch. During the movie, I balled at Rachel McAdams and balked at Jake Gyllenhaal’s arms. I leaned obnoxiously far back in my seat and cried way more than I would have with someone in the seat next to me. I felt free to do what I wanted and super comfortable doing it.

So why did I feel so weird at first walking into the movies? Why did it feel so strange to me to go without someone next to me, even though I was going to stare at a screen for two hours without talking to anyone? I had spent 20 years going to the movies with my mom, with my friends, with my family. I had never actually gone by myself, and now I can’t fathom why. Not only did no one pay attention to me, but I didn’t care if they did. I was happy and cozy with my feet on the rail and a “cancer soda” (as my movie partner mother calls my Diet Coke), and I was happy.

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About Susannah

SUSANNAH_HUTCHESON_writer_bio.jpgSusannah is a Journalism major, passionate about social justice and Jesus Christ. She loves cold weather, triple-shot lattes, and macaroni and cheese. When she’s not writing papers or baking cookies, you can find her Googling random things on the Internet or watching large amounts of reality television. You can read her ramblings at, or look at pictures of her coffee on Instagram:@susannah.beth.

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