When I was nine-years-old, my friend Andy’s grandpa took the two of us to go see Megaforce. If somehow you missed it, consider yourself lucky; Megaforce currently has a 2.9 rating on IMDB and a 0% critic approval rating on Rotten Tomatoes.

Five or ten minutes into the movie, I had to go to the bathroom. Not wanting to disturb anyone I sneaked out of my seat, made my way to the restroom, did my business, and returned to the theater.

When I returned, I discovered the film had taken a dark turn. Gone were there bright colors and spandex I had seen on television commercials. Instead, everything was dark, no one was smiling, and… hey, isn’t that Han Solo?

When returning from the bathroom, I had entered the wrong theater by mistake. Unable to find my friend or his grandpa, I simply took a seat near the rear of the theater and began watching the movie. When you’re a kid your time tables get all messed up. In my mind it seems like I was in there for half an hour watching the wrong movie, but in reality it couldn’t have been that long.

Eventually my friend’s grandpa, along with an usher with a flashlight, came into the theater showing Blade Runner. I saw them and they saw me and soon I was back in the correct theater, watching rest of Megaforce. For years I thought the reason Megaforce didn’t make any sense was because I had missed a large portion of it. Turns out, watching the entire thing doesn’t make things any clearer.