Some might call me a tad obsessive — my wife would call me freaky-obsessive — but the only time I would agree is with my Netflix account. I love movies. Screwball comedies. Black-and-white classics. Hitchcock thrillers. Miyazaki’s animated films. Can’t get enough of them. And one of our close friends reviews movies on a local TV show, so she always recommends movies, and they often end up in our Netflix queue.
The problem is that our queue is out of control — 356 movies and counting — and I have now rated 2,123 movies and TV series. On one hand, I can’t believe that I have seen that many movies. On the other, I can’t believe I took the time to rate that many movies. I mean, holy hell, that’s a lot of movies. It’s not as many as my movie critic friend — 2,557 movies (and few if any TV series, she would want me to point out) — but that is to be expected. I don’t get into movies for free like critics do, and I don’t review them on my TV show.
But I really enjoy watching movies, and, someone help me, I love rating them on Netflix. Does that make me obsessive? Oh yeah.
By the way, my Netflix nickname is inkogneeto. Add me as a friend, and you can share in my obsession. You know you want to.