Mindless moviegoing has a place in escapist culture, with robotic popcorn consumption as appropriate sound effect.
(I’ll save seats. You get snacks. My answer about popcorn? Always yes. Jurassic World is going to be a huge bag of popcorn for all of us to share while we scream our sillies out. See you there.)
Going to a film is also casting a vote. Plunking the cash down to see a film sends a message to those who made it: make more of the same. Yes, we get what we deserve.
So when my household is begging me to see the new Mad Max, I say sure, but first, Spy.