Definitely My First Time

When I’m not cleaning Oreos out of my couch or populating the blogosphere I write freelance articles for, an entertainment website. I usually cover TV shows like Glee but I’ve been dying to submit a review on a feature film. Since I only work part time I’m pretty low on the totem pole when it comes to free movie tickets. Well it just so happens I was the only person on staff who was not only willing but also excited to see The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn. That’s right last Wednesday I was invited to an advanced screening and it was an experience to say the least. 

When I first found out I was going I got an email stating it was at an undisclosed location where I would have to show photo ID and I wouldn’t be able to bring cell phone, PDA or any electronic device. At this point I was so excited about the movie it didn’t occur to me that this would be the perfect place to get murdered. Thankfully my next confirmation email said it was at a legitimate movie theatre and I was “plus 1”. This meant I could bring my best friend Megan with me and the chances of murder decreased.

The screening started at 7 and I decided we should get there at 6:30 in order to give us cushion room in case we get lost. Well when we got to the theatre I could see “Twilight:” wasn’t on the marquee. Part of me was excited that we were really going to see a secret show and the other part was nervous I was at the wrong location. When we got to the front of the line I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to say a code word or something so I just went with “2 for Twilight”. The guy said, “ Do you have your confirmation?” Thank god I had my phone with the email that only said “Kelly Sater for the 7Pm show” (I could have easily forged that). Anyway I told the man “yes” and he said “OK go around the corner you’ll see a table and there should be a line you can go ahead and hop on the end.” Uh oh, a line? My mind automatically flashed to some three-block line filled with people who’ve been camping out for days when I only show up barely 30 minutes before show. Thankfully Megan told me to get a grip and the line was only about 10 people deep.

When we get to the front of the line there is a hip looking kid with a clipboard checking names, ID’s and confirmations. I told the cool guy “Kelly Sater” and was ready to flash my ID when he said there is no “Kelly Sater” on the list. I proceeded to have a mini freak out in my brain but kept it cool on the outside. He asked me where my confirmation was from and I told him “” His cool face lit up and said “oh you’re press?” In my head I laughed and thought “yeah right” Thankfully my right brain realized that I am press (Hear that mom I’m press!) and I blurted out “Yes, yes I am.” He escorted me to a table with no line that was manned by the coolest looking people I’ve ever seen. They had an envelope with my name on it holding our two tickets. I tried to be nonchalant but on the inside I was geeking out.

We were on our way to the theatre and both of us had to pee and wanted some concessions. We decided it was best to get our seats first so we checked our cell phones and realized our tickets had numbered seats on them like a sporting event or a play. How cool is that? We had P105 and 106, which gave us a perfect view of the movie. (Only the best for the press). When the movie was over everyone ran out to get their cell phones back, thankfully I had a giant Spongebob sticker on mine to it could be easily found amongst the hundreds of iphones. It was the strangest and greatest movie experience of my life. You can check out my review here:

I may never be able to see movies commercially again … you know, now that I’m “press.”