I would go to the movies more often ....

Totally agree.

 

If it's so important that it's got to be done now, then you probably shouldn't be sitting in front of a movie screen.

 

Isn't it funny how watching a good film is supposed to be an escape, but some people won't allow themselves to do so because they suddenly cannot live without their mobile device for 90 minutes to two hours?

Yeah, yeah, I know ... and my next comeback will be "Get off my lawn!"

 

Nope ... it'll be look at the story that made me start this thread.

 

Is mustang's response also an answer to "How to spot a douchebag in a movie theater?"

 

Oh, I got that, HC.

Take a bow, ma'am. That's a special lack of awareness and entitlement you have. She was the one probably too busy while the others were fighting for their lives at the Alamo, eh?

 

Damn ... I wish you were coming to Buffalo.

 

... if the local theater didn't suck so much. The prices are awful, the concessions are bad and the theaters suck. I remember the big craze about a decade ago was the place got stadium seating. Other than that, it hasn't really improved much.

 

That's outstanding.

 

The local theater (and only one in an hour or so drive) has the worst sound system. Charge your $11 and $7 popcorns, but don't try to fix the sound.

 

Meh - I've got no problem with folks occasionally texting during a movie. It's quiet, and if a cell phone light is enough to distract you, someone getting up and walking outside (and then returning) is probably going to annoy you, too.

But if the theater has a "no texting" rule, as Alamo does, no means no. Should have physically tossed her out, so she landed on the sidewalk on her ass.

 

Texting, I don't really care, unless they hold the screens up so they are visible from other seats and the glare distracts from the movie. (Or if they have an audible text 'jingle' noise.) If they hold them down in their laps, I don't give a shit.

But talking on the cellie during movies, it's fucking go time. I was in a theater once where some stupid teenage kid got four calls during a movie. Each time she just started yacking. The theater manager had an usher haul her out by the hand, otherwise there was going to be a fucking brawl.

The first call, there were a lot of exasperated sighs and "hang up the goddamn phone." The second and third calls, people were yelling, "get off that phone bitch or it's gonna get turned into scrap metal and shoved up your ass." Fourth call, people were walking toward her aisle. The ushers arrived with seconds to spare.

Although it's been 8 or 10 months since I saw a movie in a theater so I suppose I don't give a fuck either way.