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My Life At The Movies: Hot Tub Time Machine

“We’re just waiting for our friend upstairs,” My buddy John asserted. “He’s verifying our reservation.” The doorman these comments were directed at looked unimpressed, but it was of little consequence as our VIP friend in question suddenly began jogging down the steps towards us. He wasn’t alone however; he was accompanied by a near seven foot Adonis wearing a lacey bustier and a furry purple sombrero. A Hunter S. Thompson inspired gatekeeper; a birthday boy in tranny attire with the keys to paradise, and the night that unfolded thereafter… epic.

When it comes to storytelling the first tales that echo across my lips are those involving friends. Whether they involve purple sombreros or circling squad cars; (another treasured memory), boy’s nights out have a way of turning into legendary evenings.

Hot Tub Time Machine is the perfect example of a set of friends embarking upon an immortal adventure. Following the rock themed suicide attempt of Lou [Rob Corddry], Adam [John Cusack] and friends come to the rescue with a time traveling hot tub. Though the mechanics are ludicrous, the premise is touching: i.e. if you and your friends were taken back to a collectively life-changing event would you do anything different? When I ask myself this… It’s hard to give an honest answer.

Would you change the past because you’re presently bereft? The characters in the movie are endlessly plagued by this proposal. Do you give your first love another try? Do you fulfill a youthful dream? Amidst the slapstick antics it’s hard to stop sympathizing with each character’s particular plight. In the end the movie’s answer to such queries is twofold. Change what you can, and except what you can’t.

Disappointment, failure, and especially heartache, these are the things I wish I could go back in time and erase. I wish I could go back and usher in a butterfly effect that would ensure unending happiness. I wish it were that simple, but I thank God that it’s not. Failure and heartache are a part of life, because what would life be without a few tragic tales tossed amongst the fables.

Good times, and bad times, my friends and I have gone through both. In the end that’s why they’re my friends, because they were there for the good times and stuck through the bad. I thank them for that fact, and I pray they remain by my side. In the meantime, it’s been years since that macho Amazonian opened those pearly gates; so if you see him, tell him he’s up for a starring role in “My Life at the Movies.”

Jon Godfrey

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