So, I have an eclectic taste in movies. I love anything old, new, funny, sad, musical. It’s in my blood. You see, my dad is a movie lover. He has a notebook that lists every movie he’s seen since 1983 or so (Casablanca is in there at least 50 times).

Since I was a youngin, I was into movies. When I was 8, I dreamt of getting married like Grace Kelly’s character in High Society. My idols were Frank and Bing and Gene and all the other greats. But it wasn’t only those movies. No no. I saw Breakfast Club when I was ten and loved it. I loved watching movies with my dad and was proud to do so. Then, the teenage angst hit me. My Saturday nights went from being spent idolizing Sammy Davis Jr. to hanging out with friends. Well. I now have a list of movies I’ve never seen and need to and I’m determined to see the majority of them before I leave for college. But here’s the kicker. I want to watch them with my dad. There’s something about seeing him pretending he’s conducting the band or saying the lines along with the movie that makes me sentimental. So that’s what this is. A collection of the movies I’ve seen with my dad. I can’t promise I’ll keep this up, but don’t say I won’t try. All in good time, we shall see.

Yours,

Sam

PS. For the record, the line “play it again, sam.” wasn’t actually ever said in Casablanca. Just saying.