And that's such a good point about the escapism, Jeri. When my husband raised his eyebrows at my 10th viewing of ST this past Friday, I remind him that it's my happy place at the moment. He was laid off in March and is not having any luck finding another job (plus several family members are out of a job or in danger of being so). Luckily, I have a good job that can pay our bills and is as secure as it can be in Michigan, which is of course the current economic armpit of the U.S., but we also can't sell our condo at the moment, my job has been stressfully busy because they're not hiring the additional people we need at the moment--all the same stuff that many others in our state and in the country are suffering through right now.
Sometimes, I just need to escape from all that gloom and doom. And when I go sit in the theater to watch Star Trek, for two hours I don't think of anything but the movie. I'm totally engaged in what's on the screen, and it's like a small mental vacation (with hot guys) that gets me back on track and ready to face whatever else might rear its ugly head. Mr_Whatsit gets his mental rest from working on his computer. I, on the other hand, require a little Dr. McCoy as my prescription. So I can totally vouch for your theory.