I remember 1998. It was a food court in a shopping mall. I was six years old and I had it made. I was playing with a small plastic robot toy while sipping Dr Pepper from a plastic cup that was grappled by a hard plastic godzilla cozy. The tables were sticky and they had that care free look that everything else in the 90's had. My parents spoke incoherent gibberish as they took my technological oddity away and lead me through a dark hallway to the auditorium that would ignite my passion for scifi cinema.
For nineteens years I have been trying to remember what movie this was. For nineteen years I fruitlessly searched for any hint as to what it was I saw in that crowded greasy mall.
That was until it unceremoniously appeared my Netflix queue. Within the first ten minutes I knew what I had found.
[spoiler]Now I hate scifi.[/spoiler]