Saturday, February 14, 2009

Movie Manners

Last night, my boyfriend and another couple went to see Friday the 13th at the local theatre.

That's it.  

Never again.

I'm done spending $8.50 so I can be completely annoyed by the idiots around me.  

I don't know what kind of special talent I have that no matter where I sit in a theatre, I've got the biggest idiot/s sitting behind me who feels a strong need to announce everything that is happening in the movie to the person next to them, give running commentary, or exclaim "F**K, S$^T, or D#@N! ever single time something major in the action happens.

Chew with your mouth closed.  The sound of your saliva and popcorn mixing together makes me queasy.

Don't answer your cell phone during a movie, and so help me, if I'm blinded by your cell phone screen I'm probably going to tell you to put it away.

Last night, after sitting through an entire movie filled with (non-hushed) moronic commentary, after nearly being hit head on by a teenage driver not paying attention while speeding out of the theater, witnessing (less than two blocks down the road), two cars drag racing and to top it off we were nearly rear-ended by fellow moviegoers rushing to make it home by their 11:30 curfew. 

What is wrong with people?  Ultimately, poor movie etiquette really is hurting the cinemas.  I'm boycotting these theaters.  Why would I spend the same amount for ONE movie than for an entire month worth of Netflix from the comfort and QUIET of my living room?  Why?  Because I was an idiot.  No longer.

Sorry cinemas.  I don't know what to tell you about this.  Either hire more ushers to actually do more than clean up after the movie, or more people will follow suit.  I used to look forward to going to the movies.  It was such a treat.  Now, every trip leaves me yearning for some Xanax and a refund.

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