Saturday, May 21, 2005

Movie Going

Okay so Kendra myself and James Jackson (Zondas husband), went out to the movies last night. We went to see Crash (great movie, makes all of us think about how we treat each other racially. Has groups of foul language and a brief scene of the nudies, but a solid movie.), and as the movie progressed and scenes of violence or stressful situations came up the kids in the theater would act up. Yes that's right I said kids, one was complaining, very loudly I might add, that his little sister was taking all the pop corn. Another cried out when a man was getting shot, and her mother, caught up in the movie as the rest of us were, simply carried her to the isle and stood there. I am sure all the while thinking to herself that now the rest of the people could no longer hear her child's scared cries. This says nothing about the mayhem in the lobby and outside, as all of the parents in the phoenix area dropped their kids off with a 20 and kiss and told them to have a good time. That they did, I realized one could spend all night at the movies flowing in and out of the screen room exits, just so long as your friends sat in the front row and could let you in. One of my pet peeves is talking in theaters, I paid 9+9 to see the movie +7 for the soda and Hot Tamales =25 not to sit and strain to hear the soft aside monologue being had on the screen in front of me. Keep the young kids out of the R rated movies, keep your comments on the clothing style of the supporting actress to yourself for after the show, turn off you cell phone, (which is another thing, I am going to invent a device that automatically powers down cell phones at the lobby of all theaters and churches world wide, not just mutes because people still answer the vibration, but powers down. If you cant wait 2 hours without talking on the phone then your life is far too important to be spending it on such trivial matters as movies.) Sit back sip your drink, laugh cry, scream, sob, clap how ever you want to emote, just be quiet, have some respect, and enjoy the show.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Okay, I'm going to one up you on this one. I'm standing backstage waiting to make my entrance and I hear a yapping dog. Yes, at a live performance of "Much Ado About Nothing," a yapping dog. What is up with that. Where did that person leave their brain? Leave the dog home, leave the dog in the car, leave the dog with a friend, but DO NOT bring the dog to a live theatre performance.

But, I totaly agree with you about the movie theater. I would have complained to the management and insisted they provide me with a free pass. Which I've done and received the pass so I know it works. I'm not adverse to talking with those around in a stern voice that says put the phone away or I'll pummel you.

Believe it or not there were people at Spamalot in New York using their cell phones. That is $102 per ticket. I let them know that was not acceptable.

Make room on your soap box because I need to stand next to you.

The Zombieslayer said...

Kids kicking the back of my seat. That's another one that drives me nuts.
Other than that, you hit all my movie pet peeves. That's why I usually wait for the DVD. Same price, better experience.

Portland Dad said...

Going to a movie? You must be rich, I just wait for the neighbors across the way to get something then I can watch through their window.

Anonymous said...

That kind of thing only happens in the ghetto right? j/k :) -J

Anonymous said...

Why is it that you have time to read and correct jr's blog but no time to update yours.

Portland Dad said...

You tell him Jamie! Who do you have to kill to get an update around here.

Anonymous said...

Maybe he is so intimidated by your blog page James that he has writters block?