![]() THE 9 MOST OBNOXIOUS MOVIE WATCHERSPOSTED BY Thomas Anderson | FRIDAY APRIL 3 AT 11:10 PDT
We’ve all been there. Minding our own business, wolfing down our Raisinets and gulping down our 50 oz. sodas before the previews even begin. Bladders be damned. Then the curtains go up, the lights go down, and you’re left alone in hopes of seeing Olga Kurylenko toting a machine gun and posing in front of an explosion. (You read it in a review somewhere.)
But no, there are vermin afoot in the theater. And they have plans against you and Olga, plans that involve loudly smacking Sour Patch Kids or forgetting to turn off their cell phone after the umpteenth on-screen reminder. They come in a wide variety, but there's one thing in common: nothing would be more satisfying than standing up and dumping your soda all over their head (what's left of it, anyway). Like the picture says, why not? Screenjunkies presents... THE 9 MOST OBNOXIOUS MOVIE WATCHERS! 9. THE FREQUENT URINATORS
These unfortunate types often have the distinction of always sitting in the middle of the aisle - usually in the seat right next to you - which forces them to inch past you each time they need to take a piss, thus giving you a constant reminder of the size of their bladders. On top of that, watching someone go to the bathroom doesn’t help you forget your own urges down there, and soon enough, you're exiting the theatre while cursing yourself for probably missing the scene with Olga.
These days, tickets are a good ten bucks a pop, and when you factor in the exorbitant concessions, on a date you’re looking at a good thirty bucks if you go easy on the candy, and hey, you don’t wanna look cheap. And of course, after all that money spent, what would make more sense for the Lovebirds than to completely ignore what’s going on onscreen so they can flap their lips and tongues together loudly enough to drown out the sound of any explosion that might be happening, maybe behind Olga. And if you’re in a crowded theater and these amorous teens decide to sit next to you, God help you.
Good old Larry here can come in two different varieties, both of them annoying. On the one hand, you could be lucky enough to just be stuck with him laughing at inappropriate times, sniggering with his buddies at Dr. Manhattan’s wang (okay, maybe a lot of us did that), but if it happens to just not be your day, you’ll get the guy who apparently has never heard a joke before and is discovering laughter for the first time. Though you would love to congratulate this barely homo sapien on his discovery, he won’t give you the chance. He laughs at every single joke like it’s changed his life and perspective on humor, and he goes on heartily and frequently, chuckling to himself in between the outbursts. Let’s go stuff popcorn down his eternally open gullet.
Unfortunately for you, there are a surprisingly large amount of items available to Nancy for her to spoil the movie by adding her own soundtrack. (AMC ® Silence is Golden.) Let’s start with ammo they make you pay for right in the theatre – food and drink. Nancy’s smacking teeth masticating away on her Junior Mints, the straw that’s always barely sipping away on a drink, slurping into her giggling throat. Which soon proceeds to cough, because, you see, Nancy has a cold, and has brought plenty of tissue – you know, you’ve counted 37 blows so far, 20 of them coughs, 17 sneezes. And every time a sneeze erupts, she makes sure to squeak her chair extra loud by rocking back on it. You start praying that Nancy is suffering from some terminal form of strep throat.
Craig’s another one of those beasts that can come in two forms. On the one hand, you have the naïve kind who thinks he should probably let everybody in the theater know what’s coming up, because, you know, he’s figured it out before you. Or at least he thinks he has – but usually he’s wrong, considering his proclamations come mere seconds before an event’s happening. “Aw, that bitch gonna get killed!” “Someone’s in there!” Then there’s the haughty Craig, the one who critiques an event after its occurrence. In Craig’s mind, the entire theatre is his audience, and he has to let everyone know that the massive explosion that blew Tom Cruise thirty feet was in no physical way possible. “Yeah, right!” “Are you serious?” “Like that could happen!” He seems to forget that if we’re watching Tom Cruise be a secret agent, we don’t care much about believability.
Little is known of exactly how the Echo’s mind works. Given that the sound presumably reaches everyone in the theatre, it’s questionable why Echo seems to think that those around him need a play-by-play (by which I mean line-for-line) recount of what the characters are saying and what they’re doing. Does Echo need to repeat everything he hears so that it registers in his mind? Does he think he’s truly doing the world a service? Has someone lied to Echo since he was a child, telling him that he’s destined for greatness and that the entire world needs him to repeat things to them, for they are dependent upon Echo’s voice? Well, my heart goes out to him, but in the meantime he needs to get the f**k out of the movie.
TT, as he will heretofore be known, is one of the ultimate banes to roam any movie theatre. Aside from the fact that the mother shouldn’t have brought TT to the movie in the first place, TT’s trademark is that he finds each scene of the movie objectionable to every fiber in his being, and his screams of protest evidence this fact, combined with enough tears to put into a large cup to dump on their parents’s inconsiderate heads. If TT happens to be teething, let’s hope you brought your earplugs.
Cell phones have been around a good ten years or so now, so nobody has any excuses anymore for lack of cell phone etiquette in a theatre. Think about it. You’re told, point blank, by a giant screen about fifty times your size, at least twice to turn off your phone. Of course the Bitch manages to miss this large, loud, reminder, so she is obligated to do nothing more than miss the next few dozen reminders consisting of cell phones clickety-clacketing shut all over the theatre. Then the movie starts, and Bitch’s phone goes off to some Britney Barf-Pop, but wait, Bitch forgot her phone deep in her purse, so there goes the rummaging! A click, you sigh in relief, it’s over – but then the little white light comes on letting you know that “OMG! BeckysBFjustdumpedher AGAINomfg!! Srlsy!” For the cell phone Bitch, this news isn’t enough to leave the theatre with, but, then again, she can’t just turn off the phone – what would Becky say? Simple solution is to twitter her fingers away at texting, finally putting the phone away before it goes off ten minutes later and Bitch realizes this call is too important to let go to voicemail, so she picks up the phone and starts chattering away. At this point usually someone will either a) fetch an usher, b) tell "CB" to shut up, or c) murder her, but more importantly, silence her cell phone. -THOMAS ANDERSON Other Junk you might like: WHY COMMANDO IS THE BEST FILM EVER Sammy Jox gets nearly naked for GorillaMask ANDY ROONEY REVIEWS FAST & FURIOUS OBAMA RECRUITS TRANSFORMERS FOR WAR IN MIDDLE EAST Watch a hobo swallow live mice
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Enough about Black people emkay! Cause we all know you paid the money to come see me perform.. emkay!!!
I gots to have me some show time... em kay!!
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 4 AT 8:29 PDT
Personally one of the worst experiences for me at a theater is when it is dead silent, like at tropic thunder, my friends and I were the only one's laughing at key points i.e. mcconaughey throwing tivo to block rocket. Another was at Gran Torino, which is an incredibly racist movie, but has a heart of gold and when no one laughs at the racism other then you and your friends you feel like an ass
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 4 AT 9:55 PDT
I went and saw "Paul Blart" the other day and there was literally the only person in the theater.
To make myself feel comfortable I talked to myself, commented on everything, echoed every line, laughed ridiculously loud, and farted a lot.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 4 AT 11:29 PDT
I wonder why Mr. Lovebird is showing his patriotic spirit with makeup, there.
Six-Six Steve is haunting me personally. I also go by the name Five-Foot Fiona, and somehow he always manages to pick the seat right in front of me.
PS: Apparently I am the only person on the Internet who's never seen a movie with a talkative black audience member disturbing me. Who'da thought?
POSTED BY Anonymous | SUNDAY APRIL 5 AT 1:41 PDT
I remember nearly coming to blows with the Echo during The Two Towers. He was a variation of the Echo that had to name every location and repeat catch-phrases when he saw a character- the scene would start as a panoramic shot of Gondor, and there would be his voice right behind me, like he had been hired as a narrator loudly saying "Gondor....!!", but worst of all was when gollum would appear on screen - this guy would instantly start doing his own impression of "my prescioussss!" in the most irritating voice.
After about 5 times of him reciting the location, and a few "my precious'" I had to turn and explain that nobody paid to hear him, we all paid to hear the movie. When I turned around I saw that he was actually there with a kid, he wasnt old enough for this to be his own kid, so I'm guessing he was a brother or cousin given the task of looking after the child. It's bad enough when these people behave in such a manner - but to set this kind of shit as an example for little kids, I had to threaten him with violence. Thankfully it worked and he shut up.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SUNDAY APRIL 5 AT 2:20 PDT
yes, above commenter, that's it. your hate makes you strong.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SUNDAY APRIL 5 AT 2:31 PDT
Only in america
POSTED BY Anonymous | SUNDAY APRIL 5 AT 3:14 PDT
Or the person that saves 15 seats. About 10 minutes after the movie starts, they all come in.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SUNDAY APRIL 5 AT 5:40 PDT
The woman wearing a gallon of dollar-per-gallon perfume. Usually she is also "Nancy the noisemaker".
POSTED BY Anonymous | SUNDAY APRIL 5 AT 5:43 PDT
I'm sorry but no one is more annoying the the most common, lowbrow, and just insanely more annoying type of moviegoer, known as the -
The Babbling Chatterers - people who seem to come to movies, just to continue whatever conversation they were having before they entered the movie, or to continue chattering and babbling inanely about whatever conversation that pops into their brains during the movie. And if you tell them to shut up they just chatter for the rest of the movie about the fact you just stood up during the middle of the film and told them "If they want to talk, please take it outside".
To me they are the only real number one you can have. There in nearly every cinema, they travel together, and in groups. They breed like only human beings can, and you just can't seem to avoid them anywhere.
The Inane, Babbling Chatterers, are by far the most common and irritating of any type of insanely iritating species of moviegoer.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SUNDAY APRIL 5 AT 7:20 PDT
Wow, this is the movie equivalent of "What's the deal with airline food?" Way to skewer those targets that really need it. People who talk? People who are tall? NOISY EATERS? You're killing me. Stop it. Where do you come up with this stuff?
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 10:33 PDT
Blacks for sure are the worst.
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 11:30 PDT
The worse: The, "That's not how it happened in the book," people. Their annoyance is similar to Craig the critic. They elevate their voice to alert anyone at a radius of three seat minimum that they have in fact read the book before any of us lesser life forms had even heard of the movie. After leaving the theater, many of them will not admit to enjoying the movie as that betrayal may just weaken their, "Us readers really know quality," argument. They are also likely to bombard you with facts from the book you could care less about which reminds you that they are superior. It also functions as a recruitment tactic. Converting a movie lover into a book lover is like having sex for the first time.
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 2:32 PDT
Don't forget the masturbators.
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 3:11 PDT
I get to my seat 10-15 minutes early. I also happen to be tall, so any jagg-off that sits behind me can't complain and I assume alot of people who wrote about tall people being at fault, show up late. Its such a dumb thing to whine about.
What you should be complaining about is underage kids in rated R movies. They sneak in late, making you stand up so they can get through. They violate almost all of these top 9, even urinating or restless leg syndrome idk what it is. They talk or are texting the entire movie.
The last movie I saw in theatre was a 10 pm showing of Watchmen (opening night). A late group of teens walk in during the previews. Talked the entire time even though at least 4 people told them to shut up. Then they had to leave about half way through the movie. As they left they started swearing, while most of the sold-out crowd yelled curfew. They happened to be a group of black kids, but thats not the point. How in the hell did they get in to the movie and ruin my movie going experience.
Either way that movie was way too long, so I guess it doesn't matter.
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 4:17 PDT
what about the black people?
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 4:43 PDT
There is one type of movie-goer no one has mentioned. The @$$holes who fall asleep and snore during the movie. Now granted you probably don't notice them as much since you have to be sitting very close to them, but I assure you they do exist. I tend to notice them more because I go to the movies after they've been out for about a week or 2, mainly to avoid everyone on this list. These sleeping movie-goers are usually old people who just don't have anything to do. So instead of just sleeping at home, they'll sleep at the theater, much to the dismay of the poor souls that happen to sit near them.
Here's the 3 rules I've been following for a good while now, and haven't had much complains since. 1. Never see a movie within the first 2 weeks of release (one week if you're REALLY impatient). 2. Never see a movie at night. Hell, go to the matinee if you can. And 3. Don't go on the weekend. In fact, don't even go monday or friday. Go smack-dab during the middle of the week. One rule I also had but debunked it was don't see a movie if it isn't rated R, in order to avoid loud kids and teenagers, but as we all know, that doesn't help.
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 6:31 PDT
Oh and a 4th rule I added recently, which pretty much cancels out the other 3 rules. So the only rule you need is "Don't go to a popular (ie: expensive) movie theater." Go to one of the smaller, dirtier, cheaper places. Sure the floor is sticky as hell and the seats aren't as comfortable, but it's a small price to pay. By doing this, not only are you saving money (Wow, I can get a ticket, popcorn and a soda for less than 15 dollars), but you're also saving your sanity, AND you don't have to wait 2 weeks later for the hype to die down.
POSTED BY Anonymous | MONDAY APRIL 6 AT 6:37 PDT
How about the people who bring their 2-5 year old children to an R-rated film filled with violence, nudity, and profanity. This in turn causes the child to cry when someone's head gets blown off and the parents non-chalantly continue watching the film like nothing ever happened. Horrible.
POSTED BY Anonymous | TUESDAY APRIL 7 AT 12:08 PDT
those damn Negroes!
POSTED BY Anonymous | TUESDAY APRIL 7 AT 6:29 PDT
Troll, we know you're black (no one else cares), and this isn't making us sympathetic.
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 1:19 PDT
Haw, my dad is definitely an Echo - whenever my grandma asks a question about a scene he has to explain every damn detail of it to her.
Some additions:
-The Bored Couple: They typically get up, stand in front of you for a minute and then walk out about 15-20 minutes into the movie. It's amazing how much disposible income some people are willing to burn.
-The Lost Soul: Most of them are native to the Imax theater habitat. They spend several minutes trying to find their assigned seat while blocking half of your view of the enormous Imax screen.
-Mama Bears: A soccer mum who treats a horde of kids to the movies and seat them in a row before her. She then spends the entire movie getting up and making sure they're eating their trail mixes and drinking their juiceboxes, and asking them if they need to go potty.
-Douchebag hyenas: These are guys who prove how goddamn witty they are by laughing during inapprorpiate moments and often telling everyone how they want to "tap" an on-screen actress's arse. Hit them, hard.
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 2:18 PDT
More annoyers...
The standers - people who stand in front or just to the side of the aisles looking toward the audience waiting for their eyes to adjust to the dark because they decided to get popcorn after the movie started.
The cellphone flashlight - people who use the white glare of their cellphone or blackberry to find seats or friends after the lights have gone down.
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 2:53 PDT
racist but true
black people are loud and annoying in movies
latino people do bring their annoying brats to the movies
sure, not all black or latino people do these things. but they became stereotypes for a reason.
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 3:31 PDT
that picture of olga made me cream my pants.
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 3:54 PDT
The retard behind you that places his feet on the chair next to you so that you can smell is size 13 dirty sneakers throughout the movie??
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 4:04 PDT
What about the Car Expert (i.e. my Dad) who has to announce the make and model of every car that appears onscreen if it's a period pice. For instance, if the movie takes place in the 1950's, you'll hear him mutter, "59 Oldsmobile. 56 Plymouth. Oh, there's a Nash. 53 Chevy." And so on.
Yeah, I don't really give a shit about the cars, Dad. I want to watch the movie for the story.
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 6:22 PDT
What about the Car Expert (i.e. my Dad) who has to announce the make and model of every car that appears onscreen if it's a period piece. For instance, if the movie takes place in the 1950's, you'll hear him mutter, "59 Oldsmobile. 56 Plymouth. Oh, there's a Nash. 53 Chevy." And so on.
Yeah, I don't really give a shit about the cars, Dad. I want to watch the movie for the story.
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 6:22 PDT
And what about the people who accidentally post the same comment twice?
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 6:25 PDT
what about the black fuckers?
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 6:57 PDT
Another kind is the stupid kids who think it's their job to make ugly blob-shaped shadows with their hands from the back of the theater onto the screen when I'm trying to watch the credits?
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 8:09 PDT
My mom is the echo, so fucking annoying! xD
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 9:42 PDT
I seriously refuse to believe the fact that no one has mentioned the MST3K-ers. These jerk-wads will comment on every damn line and give it a "witty" pun, just to keep the art of theater douchebaggery alive. Mystery Science Theater 3000 ended almost 10 years ago, folks; we don't need replacements.
Also, niggers
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 9:55 PDT
It gets worse when you're the guy who made the movie. You wish that everyone would be respectful and enjoy the work, but many bring distractions into the theater and it's infuriating. It's expected, but each time feels like a slap in the face. Now I only go to the theater for special events.
Also, this might go in the "echo" category, but I can't stand people who read out loud every instance of text that appears on screen (includes: sides of buildings, names on boats, cars, name tags, street signs....everything).
POSTED BY Anonymous | THURSDAY APRIL 9 AT 11:23 PDT
the black people thing is totally true!!!
i was seeing spiderman 3 and this group of like 7 black people showed up (during the movie) and sat down.
i thought, whatever they were late, no biggie.
but then it gets worse.
the oldest, fattest chick in the group busts out a couple containers of home-made foods and leftovers, but again i thought, it is kind of overpriced here. no big deal.
and then, she fucki9ng does it. her phone rings and she fucking answers it and carries on a long, loud, conversation.
aaahhhgg.
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 9:53 PDT
I 2nd texting. I hate having to watch a glowing screen move up and down every minute or so.
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 1:15 PDT
fuck you all
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 1:23 PDT
The explainer. Usually middle-aged to old people. The old man is either too deaf or too stupid to understand what's going on so the wife has to explain it; she doesn't whisper, either. God forbid it's a Harry Potter movie and the wife has to explain the whole damn backstory to him.
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 3:01 PDT
My name happens to be Craig, and I do sometimes get haughty over the believability of a movie. And, I do usually know what's about to happen before it happens, which makes a movie that surprises me all the more entertaining. But I do not, I repeat, DO NOT blab it to everyone else in the theater.
So THERE!
=)
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 4:54 PDT
People that don't pick up their trash after the movie. It shows how disgusting the average American is. Walk into any theatre after a Saturday night film and you'll see the mess of morons too oblivious to care about anyone but themselves and their precious iPhones, which they can't stop looking at during the film. Would you like it if someone went into your house and started dropping trash everywhere for you to pick up? Probably not. So I say the worst people is EVERYONE. You can come here and complain, but at the end of the day you're just as bad as the next guy. The other guy's just louder.
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 4:57 PDT
It's not just in the theater. Ever get behind some idiot in the concession line, who was either too lazy or too stupid to look at the menu?
"How much is a large popcorn? How big is it? What kinds of pop do you have? Can I get it with just a little bit of ice? What do you mean you don't have nachos All movie theaters have nachos."
Meanwhile, my movie is starting in like 30 seconds. ( Coz I was stuck behind ANOTHER one of these drooing morons in the ticket line! )
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 5:27 PDT
What about CWB (Cellophane Wrapper B*tch)?
This 40-70 year-old lady still eats candy that comes in cellophane wrappers: peppermints, butterscotches, those nasty neopolitan candies from Brach's...
Open your candy and put it in a Glad bag before you come to the show!!!
Oh... and LPJs: Laser Pointer Jackasses.
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 6:46 PDT
Man, I went to see Burn after Reading and som guy started bitching about me because I DARED to send a BRIEF text to organize events after the movie with a separate group of friends. Bear in mind that a) there was no ring b) no sound from the buttons c) the phone was below seat level so not visibly to anybody really d) the brightness was at the lowest e) I didn't move or do anything to disturb anybody. This guy just flipped the second he saw a young-ish person take out a cell. This guy also was pretty regularly kicking my seat and munching on food which I had to listen to . Now you tell me what was worse? Double standard. I can understand having a no talk no ring rule, but come on, I wasn't disturbing a single person except for this guy who assumed the worst. If i can't send a two second text that is completely discreet then there should be a "don't kick the back of the dammn seat in front of you and keep your food to yourself" message before the movie starts as well.
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 8:14 PDT
This list is FAIL without The Chair Kicker.
Those F#@ker ruin more movies than all the rest combine.
Yes, when you kick the chair in front of you the guy sitting there CAN FEEL IT, and he IS weighing the legal consequences of kicking your 16 year-old @ss.
POSTED BY Anonymous | FRIDAY APRIL 10 AT 10:29 PDT
as horrid as all these type of people are , IMO the worst of them all is the F**king laser pointers for one reason. YOU DONT KNOW WHO THEY ARE. and if you yell in the theater for them to turn it off more often than not they just use it more. Unfortunately you have to resolve to threaten them with an ass kicking to get them to stop.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 11 AT 12:38 PDT
"Lowest brightness level" or not, if you HAVE to ignore the movie enough to send a text message, GET UP OFF YOUR ASS AND GO TO THE LOBBY. If it's such an emergency, do what you do when you have to go to the bathroom - don't subject the rest of the audience to your SHIT!
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 11 AT 4:43 PDT
I had a phone bitch when I watched The Watchmen, except the a hole let his phone ring, probably hoping no one would know it was him and the caller would eventually hang up. 3 or 4 of us had to yell at him before he answered it after like 4 min of that.
There should be a "Seat Kicker" one, I get one of those behind me more than any of these other ones, one of them pissed me off so bad I had to go up to his row, sit next to him and threaten his well being, then I was the one who looked like an asshole.
I hate going to Star Trek movies cause that is where the critics and echos are, "Like omg your so awesome cause you know everything that is about to happen, let me worship you knowledge of basement living one!"
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 11 AT 8:40 PDT
My friend tries to figure out the movie before it's ended...and he always feels like he needs to include me on the conversation. Most of the time I just nod and keep watching but I feel bad for people who sit around us because he's kinda loud DX
Texting in movies sucks. I tossed a bottle at one chick because she had her damn phone out for almost the entire movie.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 11 AT 10:19 PDT
What about the people that just won't sit down and watch the movie. The ones always coming and going. Once at home theatres become readily availiable to everyone, these theatres are going to close everywhere but the seediest urban areas and rightly so.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 11 AT 11:51 PDT
I find this list amusing mainly because people's comments that they completely agree and will download movies illegally until this is remedied. I work in a theatre where we enforce a strong one warning policy on cell phones before we kick you out. Several weeks ago, an employee asked a patron to turn off their cell phone. The woman became so irate that she threatened to sue us, stating that it is in the bill of rights for her to have her cell phone on - yeah, she really said this. She even had her ambulance chaser lawyer stop at the theatre to see where all these "no cell phone" signs where that she hadn't seen. Nothing came of it eventually; but, needless to say, we were then told by our company that we couldn't ask anyone to turn off their cell phone out of fear that they would actually sue us for it. If you want to blame anyone for hating the movie going experience, just look at your fellow moviegoer. Because, at our theatre atleast, we've tried everything except, as one blogger put it, put a security guard in each theatre.
POSTED BY Anonymous | SATURDAY APRIL 11 AT 12:40 PDT
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