Is Watching a Movie the New Reading a Book?

The other night, I exhibited an unusual human behavior (for me): I watched an entire movie, all the way through.

My chest puffed with pride. I watched a whole movie, in one night, all by myself. No interruptions, no pauses, no iPhone diversions, no flipping channels, not even 30 minutes of falling asleep on the couch, drooling into a pillow and dreaming that I was an astronaut pizza maker who played point guard for the Oklahoma City Thunder.