Last week I shared one of the things that people are surprised to learn about me (you can read that post here) and today I’m sharing another: I am massively obsessed with The Fast and the Furious. I would go so far as to say that they are some of my favourite movies of all time and that’s not a statement that I make lightly. Honestly, if I was to take part in some kind of Fast and Furious trivia test I would probably – no, definitely – win. I know, I know how weird this may seem. I suppose it’s surprising because it’s not like I’m a huge car fanatic and, truth be told, the films are a little cheesy, but there’s just something about them that I find sort of irresistible. I think that it is the juxtaposition between crazy (and highly unlikely) action/stunts and very real themes of family and loyalty that make the movies so entertaining and also weirdly relatable. I like that they don’t try and take themselves too seriously (ain’t nobody looking for an Oscar here) and instead they’re just fun.
I will say though, that a huge part of my love for these movies stems from nostalgia. I remember the first time I saw every single one of these movies. I remember that I was too young to watch the first one when it came out and so one day when my parents were watching it on TV I pretended to be doing homework at the dining table so that I could covertly watch it, too (I absolutely did not get any homework done). I remember the trip we took to the lake the summer the fourth one came out, and how my dad downloaded it on to my iPod and I watched it every single day we were out there. I remember crying in the theatre at the end of the seventh one and waiting until everyone else left so that no one saw the aftermath of my ugly-cry. That’s a lot of memories, a lot of good memories and they’re all tied up in these crazy movies. That’s sort of bizarre but also, I think, what’s so great about movies in general. And with a franchise like this one, especially, because they are so incredibly fan-centric; they continue to give fans exactly what they ask for (I mean, hello, they brought someone back from the dead!). They may have moved away from the grittiness of the first film and, over the years, polished things up a bit (or a lot) but they never stray too far from their roots. To me it’s that idea of roots that ties in so well with nostalgia that make it basically impossible to not become a fan.
It’s kind of funny but I sort of feel this way about all my favourite movies – I’m not sure how good any of them are, but they’re my favourite because of how they make me feel and the memories they remind me of. Which is why you will find me at the movie theatre tonight, bright eyed and just as excited today as I was the first time I ever (sneakily) watched the very first film. What are some surprising movies that you guys are fans of? Let me know in the comments below!