Mike Brogan
Second Unit
- Joined
- Sep 12, 2002
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- 275
Again. Unless you're at the opening premiere, special showing or something along those lines with the stars, filmmakers, or money men...please do not clap during the film I paid to see. I've heard and read long diatribes against those surly heathens that choose to annoy the majority of filmgoers by answering their cell phones, pagers, children or (in many cases) parents during the show. This hatred for said occurence(s) is something I wholeheartedly agree with and wish to combat as vehemently as Jack Valenti fighting Senility, Reason and the American Way.
In the spirit of said regard; please DO NOT clap at an unappreciative movie screen that cannot answer you back with bow or belch. I mean I realize that King Kong just punched the big bad t-rex in the face, I realize that Kong is the good guy in this digital battle, really I do. So what I don't need is You, dear over-enthusiastic uber-nerd, clapping your sweaty palms two inches behind my ears to arrive at that same conclusion. Contain yourselves, please.
This is why I stopped going to the new Star Wars films (besides their total suckage)...too many dorks clapping at unfunny in-jokes and "wow moments" while ignoring (or even appreciating) some of the unintentionally funniest/bad dialogue to be put on celluloid since Ed Wood operated a typewriter and an angora. Yipee indeed, Jar Jar loves you!
Maybe I'm wrong and if you're a child, Harry Knowles or an imbecile please accept my 'appy polly loggees'. Or maybe just "boo" in the general direction of your monitor in disgust.
P.S: Yes, I know what irony is.
In the spirit of said regard; please DO NOT clap at an unappreciative movie screen that cannot answer you back with bow or belch. I mean I realize that King Kong just punched the big bad t-rex in the face, I realize that Kong is the good guy in this digital battle, really I do. So what I don't need is You, dear over-enthusiastic uber-nerd, clapping your sweaty palms two inches behind my ears to arrive at that same conclusion. Contain yourselves, please.
This is why I stopped going to the new Star Wars films (besides their total suckage)...too many dorks clapping at unfunny in-jokes and "wow moments" while ignoring (or even appreciating) some of the unintentionally funniest/bad dialogue to be put on celluloid since Ed Wood operated a typewriter and an angora. Yipee indeed, Jar Jar loves you!
Maybe I'm wrong and if you're a child, Harry Knowles or an imbecile please accept my 'appy polly loggees'. Or maybe just "boo" in the general direction of your monitor in disgust.
P.S: Yes, I know what irony is.