The next big thing

I saw the Facebook movie over the weekend. I practically dragged my boyfriend into the theater against his wishes.

"I don't want to see this movie," he complained. "It's long and boring and for computer geeks."

I took no offense to this, as I am definitely not a computer geek. I actually took computer classes in school and was upstaged by techies that were nearly half my age. I pointed out that the movie was about someone coming up with the next big thing and how they possibly screwed over their friends in the process of making it work. No reaction. I listed the fact that the movie's music score was done by Trent Reznor of Nine Inch Nails and couldn't possibly be boring. He wasn't a Nine Inch Nails fan. After putting my foot down and listing all of the horror movies I've seen lately that were his preferred movie genre, he conceded and sat almost willingly in the seat next to me.

It was two full hours of movie. It was worth it.


The movie showed the way sometimes brilliant minds can be socially inept. It showed the logic behind the questionably original invention of Facebook. It showed how getting caught up in an idea can lead you to abandon your friends. It showed the way two people can start at one point together and be torn apart by different opportunities in life. Most importantly, this movie showed what can happen when one smart idea is turned into a multi-billion dollar company.

My boyfriend really liked it. It stirred his mind to think of what he could come up with that would make him the next billionaire. I share that restless search.

Oh, what I wouldn't give to come up with the next big thing.