Horrible movie experiences, part 2..... - Page 2

Andrew Bunk · 12-15-2005, 05:06 PM

Saw HP in a premium theatre: leather chairs free popcorn, no one under 21 admitted, and max capacity 60. Now THAT's the way to see a movie if you have to leave the friendly confines of your HT.

I will definitely see King Kong in the theater, either tonight or some weeknight next week. I find the best time to see these big attraction films are Monday or Tuesday night.

Brook K · 12-15-2005, 05:37 PM

During Traffic I sat by a hot Latina giving a handjob to her boyfriend. Distracting, but my reaction was really more of jealously than annoyance.

Ryan L. Bisasky · 12-15-2005, 05:39 PM

It wasn't horrible but amusing to me. I saw Elektra opening day, around 4 pm. theater's packed (well about 80% full.) and a black teenager sits next to me in the back. As soon as she sits down she asks me, "so whats this movie about?"
for rude obnoxious people, seeing the first scary movie on the second night with my brother and my father ( i was 16 when the movie came out, i'm 20 now) Some idiot teenage girl who apparently saw the movie already, told her firend sitting next to her starts giving away the jokes "now this part is gross"...)

Inspector Hammer! · 12-15-2005, 05:41 PM

Sadly, Brook, that's one distraction that I can't make happen in my HT.

Scott Simonian · 12-15-2005, 05:52 PM

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Is it really harder to be a parent today, or are 'current' parents really just clueless?

I work for my dad who is a pediatrician. I talk to many parents everyday. Some new parents, some experienced.

Some people were meant to be parents and some just are cause of circumstances. I have seen 20 year old (my age) mothers that are cleary good mothers and will do a good job. Then there are the mothers/fathers with two to four kids. They have no idea what they are doing and I fear for the childrens future.

It is sad. It takes all kinds.

willyTass · 12-15-2005, 05:56 PM

Who's got the Latina's number?

Steve Y · 12-15-2005, 05:59 PM

Recently I went to see a (fairly serious) movie at a fairly isolated multiplex in Northern CA. I paid for my ticket then strolled over to the restroom before the movie started. A woman was holding the door open, which I found odd; inside the restroom a poor man was standing at the sink, water all over the floor, with reams of paper towels covering his body. He was screaming and moaning. The woman kept leaning her head into the bathroom as I did my business. "Are you done, Frank, are you done?"

I walked slowly across the lobby to my theater, and sure enough, the woman and her charge came bounding beside me and then ahead of me into the very same theater I was about to enter. Before they disappeared through the door, the woman leaned to "Frank" and said, "now don't scream through the whole movie this time, Frank."

Without having to think, I immediately turned around and walked into another theater, where they were showing the Wallace and Gromit movie, which I had wanted to see anyway. I sat down in the middle side section, in a place with very few people, and as the previews began a large family group wandered in, walking a very large dog. The family (of course) sat right next to me and the dog, who was very wet and very smelly, was "given" the seat next to me. It didn't have a "seeing-eye dog" identification; it just looked like a big wet family dog. It smelled like wet spaghetti and dead rat, and I could see bits of dog hair floating around in the air.

I stood up, apologized to the family for momentarily blocking the the previews, and walked all the way up to the back of the theater, where there were lots of empty chairs. Thirty seconds later a group of six teenagers creeped in at the bottom and then stomped quickly all the way up to the back, taking all the seats directly behind me and kicking my chair, hyperventilating, shouting, giggling, talking on their cell phones, and making a general ruckus.

I literally ran all the way to the front of the theater in the "neck pain" section, sat down in a heap, and enjoyed the rest of the movie without incident, though I did have a cramp for the next few days.

BarryR · 12-15-2005, 07:36 PM

I rarely go to a theater nowadays, but I'll see KING KONG perhaps next Monday. I'll report how it went.

A classic moment happened a dozen years ago when I saw JURASSIC PARK. I was in an aisle seat as the lights dimmed---just then a >baby carriage< gets parked next to me in the aisle! I then envision a squalling baby during the whole movie. Miraculously though the baby kept quiet the whole time!

Rob Gillespie · 12-15-2005, 08:04 PM

An man of asian origin translating the first thirty minutes of Titanic for his friend goes down as one of the most memorable examples of cinema misery.

That said, a taut "Will you fucking shut up!" from a few rows back did the trick.

During a showing of Star Trek Generations I actually left about 40 mins into the film due to the inordinate amount of eating noise and general porcine-type behaviour of the cretins sitting in the vicinity.

An afternoon viewing of A.I. - I had the cinema to myself! That is, until one chap came in just as the lights went down and sat a few rows behind. No problem. Then with about fifteen minutes to the end of the film - the emotional high point of the whole f**king thing I hear that oh-so familiar Nokia diddle-oohdoo-diddle-oohdoo tune. Not once, but twice. I was temtped to follow him out and spit on his car door handle.

Inspector Hammer! · 12-15-2005, 08:34 PM

I remember a Louie Anderson stand-up special when he said...

"I think that you should be allowed to shoot people like that, not to kill them perminantly, just for ten minutes."

Yee-Ming · 12-15-2005, 09:10 PM

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I hear that oh-so familiar Nokia diddle-oohdoo-diddle-oohdoo tune. Not once, but twice.

Ah, mobile phones in the cinema. An all too common problem, sadly.

I do recall, though, that the first time I ever recall sitting through a call-free movie (in the mobile phone age, obviously, 20 years ago we didn't have this problem) was opening day of Phantom Menace. Obviously, everyone who had bothered to get tickets for opening day was a fan, with many dressed up, so I guess they all took the effort to silence or switch off their phones