worst movie going experience ever
we went and saw I Am Legend last night. it's probably a decent movie, i'll have to wait until it comes out on dvd before i can say though, which is sad since it was a $40 viewing experience.
in the first 10 minutes there was a man arguing with a woman right behind us. she had an open seat on either side of her but refused to scoot to one or the other so the man could sit with his wife. the man argued that the movie wasn't going to look any different from one seat over...
there were 2 seats next to teresa that the man eventually took, but not before storming out of the theater to get the manager. kinda sad the manager couldn't make anything happen.
after they finally sat down another couple walked in. the small theater was nearly at capacity as the new couple went up and down the aisle. the guy that sat next to us yelled out that there were two seats behind him if he could get the witch to move. they walked up to the woman and politely asked...the guy next to us stared like some kind of asshole as the woman adamantly declined the couple. they stomped back down the stairs and stood in front of the screen flicking the woman off. keep in mind that the whole time this is going on people in the theater are shushing all over the place. the couple ended up bitching loudly about having to sit into the last remaining front row seats.
shortly thereafter, the man sitting next to us received a phone call. instead of getting up and walking out of the theater, he got up and walked to the end of the hallway, talking the whole time, and continuing to talk loudly for at least 5 minutes. again with the shushing.
i should also say that this is a particularly quiet movie with some spots of loudness, sprinkled sparsely throughout the movie to break things up a bit....so the slightest noise is amplified at least a hundred times as your ears hone in on the nearly mute soundtrack...like when it's really dark and you open your eyes up as wide as they get, thinking you might be able to see little something somewhere. candy wrappers, loud popcorn chewers, the asshole sitting next to us that already had his viewing experience ruined so he spoke throughout the entire movie trying to ruin everyone else's experience. fucking stupid.
it's rated pg-13, which i'm pretty sure means that you would be well advised to be at least 13 before being admitted to this film. i guess will smith has a kind of typecast applied to him, his movies are typically fun, sometimes witty, cute. at least, 10 years ago, yeah, of course. but again, pg-13....so why would you bring a gaggle of 5 to 10 year olds to a movie that shows zombie/mutant things in the trailer? the mother didn't know the answer, so she took her 4 kids and left...loudly. and not at the same time. i wish she would have taken the old lady sitting next to me. she literally jumped anytime there was anything happening suddenly on screen....like will smith aiming a gun and then shooting....not just shooting suddenly, aiming first. unless you've been hidden and raised in an underground bunker playing hopscotch and square dancing with your raggedy ann doll for the last 3 centuries, you should have the ability to subconsciously visualize a cause and effect scenario involving the aiming of the gun with the eventual pulling of the trigger, and finally the loud boom to cap it off. there's no need to jump at that, or anything else really. it's a movie.
maybe i'm dishing out some bah-humbug, or maybe she was able to really get involved in the movie-- an apparent privilege my forty dollars wasn't able to provide.
in the first 10 minutes there was a man arguing with a woman right behind us. she had an open seat on either side of her but refused to scoot to one or the other so the man could sit with his wife. the man argued that the movie wasn't going to look any different from one seat over...
there were 2 seats next to teresa that the man eventually took, but not before storming out of the theater to get the manager. kinda sad the manager couldn't make anything happen.
after they finally sat down another couple walked in. the small theater was nearly at capacity as the new couple went up and down the aisle. the guy that sat next to us yelled out that there were two seats behind him if he could get the witch to move. they walked up to the woman and politely asked...the guy next to us stared like some kind of asshole as the woman adamantly declined the couple. they stomped back down the stairs and stood in front of the screen flicking the woman off. keep in mind that the whole time this is going on people in the theater are shushing all over the place. the couple ended up bitching loudly about having to sit into the last remaining front row seats.
shortly thereafter, the man sitting next to us received a phone call. instead of getting up and walking out of the theater, he got up and walked to the end of the hallway, talking the whole time, and continuing to talk loudly for at least 5 minutes. again with the shushing.
i should also say that this is a particularly quiet movie with some spots of loudness, sprinkled sparsely throughout the movie to break things up a bit....so the slightest noise is amplified at least a hundred times as your ears hone in on the nearly mute soundtrack...like when it's really dark and you open your eyes up as wide as they get, thinking you might be able to see little something somewhere. candy wrappers, loud popcorn chewers, the asshole sitting next to us that already had his viewing experience ruined so he spoke throughout the entire movie trying to ruin everyone else's experience. fucking stupid.
it's rated pg-13, which i'm pretty sure means that you would be well advised to be at least 13 before being admitted to this film. i guess will smith has a kind of typecast applied to him, his movies are typically fun, sometimes witty, cute. at least, 10 years ago, yeah, of course. but again, pg-13....so why would you bring a gaggle of 5 to 10 year olds to a movie that shows zombie/mutant things in the trailer? the mother didn't know the answer, so she took her 4 kids and left...loudly. and not at the same time. i wish she would have taken the old lady sitting next to me. she literally jumped anytime there was anything happening suddenly on screen....like will smith aiming a gun and then shooting....not just shooting suddenly, aiming first. unless you've been hidden and raised in an underground bunker playing hopscotch and square dancing with your raggedy ann doll for the last 3 centuries, you should have the ability to subconsciously visualize a cause and effect scenario involving the aiming of the gun with the eventual pulling of the trigger, and finally the loud boom to cap it off. there's no need to jump at that, or anything else really. it's a movie.
maybe i'm dishing out some bah-humbug, or maybe she was able to really get involved in the movie-- an apparent privilege my forty dollars wasn't able to provide.