Saturday, May 29, 2010

Please silence your douche bags before the movie

Ahhh Memorial Day weekend. Had things gone the way I planned I would be in Pittsburgh right now but that didn't work out. I couldn't find anyone to watch my dog, plus my dog has to go to the vet and I never know how much THAT is going to cost, and also shit came up at work. The majority of my friends are all gone for the weekend as well. So I'm basically just hanging out this weekend. I intend to spend most of today and Monday playing Red Dead Redemption.

Last night my buddy and I decided to catch a Swedish flick at one of the independent theaters near us called The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. My friend pointed out as we were walking in that we were the only people there under the age of 40. This made me happy for several reason. For starters it made me feel really young. Score! Also, there would be no obnoxious teenagers being rude and talking during the flick. That's always a plus.

Sadly, I was wrong.

For some ungodly reason there was this older couple sitting right behind me and the man decided he was going to whisper to his wife pretty much the entire movie. I just can't wrap my head around this. What possesses someone to do something like this. And it's not like he was some young obnoxious guy, he had to be in about his 50's, so he should fucking know better. It was like he was narrating the movie to her or something. The only reason I didn't say anything was because I had this vision of me telling him to shut up and him saying something like "My wife is blind" and then I would feel like a total chode. While that would be highly unlikely, this is how my mind works. There were also some women behind my friend who would get pretty chatty at points.

And just to add insult to injury there was this woman next to me, who came by herself, who would occasionally make comments to herself as if I was supposed to be listening and agreeing with her. She'd say things like "Why would she do that?! Don't do that!" It wasn't loud or anything but it was enough so that I could hear her perfectly. I just wanted to say "Who are you talking to?!?!" Perhaps the empty seat in between us sat her invisible friend and I just wasn't aware. I should have held an imaginary gun to it's imaginary head and told her to shut up or I would blow her "friend's" brains out.

I expect this from teenagers because most are obnoxious and don't give a shit about anyone around them, but adults? I was shocked. When I went to see Kick-ass for the first time there were some teenagers behind me who kept talking and I eventually snapped.

Me: Can you please shut up. I paid $10 to see this.
Kid: Yeah, so did we. (They all laugh and give each other first pounds)
Me: Yeah but I didn't pay $10 to hear you fucking morons talk.

Man it is so aggravating. I was raised to be respectful of the people around me but I guess most people were raised differently. Oh well, not much I can do about it. For now....

1 comment:

Bluedrakon said...

That is really weird because I just saw a book at Borders with the same name. I was wondering if the book would be any good.

My per peeve with movie goers are the ones that have to text a the movies. The damn white screen in the darkness is shitty. I feel like a moth drawn to s flame when I see those.

Maybe I should just by some mild duds and throw them at these idiots!