Weird title, huh?
I have never understood why people watch movies and TV shows on their phones. That application for my smart phone holds no appeal for me.
Since my college-aged son’s car died over the weekend, I’ve become a de facto chauffeur at least until tomorrow. It probably bothers him more than it bothers me because I like to catch a glimpse of him as often as I can while he wants to be as independent as possible.
Anyway, today I had to take him to Horse Power for an hour of volunteering (part of a 20 hour requirement for a service learning course he is taking at UNCG). I was pretty much stuck there unlike his work shifts where I drop him off then return later to give him a lift back to campus.
So, I had an hour to kill late this afternoon and thought I’d return to the Netflix series House of Cards, but there was no wi-fi at the stables in Colfax where Dalton was working so the iPad I had brought for viewing pleasure was out of commission.
(No, my son’s name is not Dalton Dalton, and I did not name him after the character in Roadhouse.)
With a bit of a grimace, I pulled out my phone and decided to watch the next episode on my phone. Would I feel young like most of the people I see watching their phones? Would I become a convert to repurposing my phone to watch movies and TV? Would I remember my Netflix password? Could I manage to tilt the phone just right to keep glare and my reflected image out of the way?
No, no, yes, and sometimes.
More than ever before now that I am an informed viewer, I can’t figure out why people would want to watch anything they care about on such a small screen with such small sound.