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Sun Dec 20
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12/17/09
I just figure if someone actually does steal something, my liability is worth the amount I was paid to watch it.
I'd also like to add, please stop kicking the back of my seat.
12/18/09
I once got into it with a three or four young teenagers who looked like they were out with their Big Sisters (the program). They simply would not shut up, and in fact got only worse after my entreaties. I got the manager. I figured it's not actually a good thing for kids that age to think it's just fine to disturb other audience members. Their grownup caretakers were having no effect at all.
If you ruin my movie experience, I will ruin yours. It generally takes an hour for the anger to subside anyway.
I love cable.
12/19/09
Once I could just not sell these young people sitting in front of me on the concept of whispering. My friend read the book, however, and knew the twist ending, so finally I said just loud enough for them to hear, "Isn't it sad when [main character] dies at the end?" (It was a love story, too! BAM!) They didn't say a word for the rest of the movie.
So... it's kind of like your story, except you behaved like a mature adult, while I behaved like an huge asshole. Almost the same thing.
12/19/09
No, your method was better! BRAVO! BRILLIANT!
That must have been so satisfying.
12/17/09
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She cut a dashing figure in 1972 when paps caught her exiting the sexy I Am Curious (Yellow) in seedy Times Square, dressed like a spy in her leather trench and famous shades. Naughty Jackie was curious.
Carly Simon has a great anecdote. When she and Jackie would go to a movie, Jackie would always hide in a bathroom stall (with feet up?) until Carly arrived and knocked in code. Wow. One time they had a movie date, and Carly was extremely stressed- Oliver Stone's JFK had just opened, and she had to scramble to find a theater NOT showing that film- Mrs. O couldn't be seen leaving a theater where it played.
Anyway Carly said she was so anxious and stressed about arranging it, the first thing she blurted out when they sat down was, "So, have you seen JFK?
"Carly!! Of course not!!", Jackie hissed.
See? -it could be way more complicated!
12/17/09
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12/17/09
Can I add this to the list:
For the biggest movie of the month, you know the one, that one everybody north of Jupiter wants to see, the one that is soooo sold out lines have to be formed an hour in advance of seating?Yeah, don't see me and my movie companion standing at the beginning of the line with our foodstuffs waiting nicely, in our pre-movie excited bubbly feeling and bring us down because you want to:
a) Stand a little too close to us angling for a way in
b) Ask inane questions about the movie as if you've never heard of it before in attempts of angling your way in before us
c) Act casually like you're waiting for someone and stand nearly on our feet until a pack of twelve of you show up and inevitably push us twelve people behind you and your first grade class party thereby angling your way in before us
d) Have loud lengthy discussions on your cell phone/with each other/with complete strangers (Us!) about the end of the movie we're currently here to see/the boil on your butt/your fucking boyfriend's brother's sister's aunt who looked at you all retarded the other day, therefore making me want to choke the loving Jesus out of you with Gummi Bears and Pretzel Bites
e) Make your presence known to me in any way while we wait like chattel to see Paranormal Activity which you saw yesterday.
#fuckers
12/17/09
Oh! Or go to the Battery Park City cinema - it's always completely empty, even on a Friday night, because honestly, who even wants to be in BPC on a Friday night?
12/17/09
-Angelika
-Sunshine
-Lincoln Plaza
-Lowes Lincoln Square
and the problem with the big four is that only one of them (Lincoln Square) is actually big.
However- for big budget studio stuff, I've found both Battery Park and Loews on 34th Street to be fine alternatives to Times Square and Union Square, and usually with better seats and sound. Kips Bay would work too if they ever fix the projectors.
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-Saved seat party must be in the theater: not quite. Sometimes I go to the movies with another couple, and I get the tickets. So I say I can hold two seats, max, for people not there yet. I was there early enough to find those two spare seats and you weren't, therefore, suck it, I win. You can't hold an entire row, but you can hold up to two.
-Once someone has been in the theater, and physically sat in their seat, that's their seat. I don't give a fuck if I'm with a party of eight that all get up to dance in the lobby at once- so long as that party was in the theater sitting ass-in-seat at one point, the "maximum two seats saved" rule is voided and your late ass can't sit there. Sorry, but I was there first, so suck it, I win.
-FUCK no I'm not moving over. I want the seat I want. For me it's not about buffer seats, I expect to sit next to someone at a Friday night limited engagement in NYC. It's about my getting there early enough to get the exact seat I want- whether it be because I don't want the surround sound to fill my left ear only, I want to see the entire screen dead even, or it's an OCD thing, I was there and you were not and therefore, suck it, I win.
-This is a serious, honest to god, warning to NYC moviegoers, particularly at The Sunshine, the AMC Empire, or Regal Union Square- if you cut in line and I see you, I can promise you I will sit behind you, get up to buy a large Diet Coke, and "accidentally" spill it on you as I'm walking back from the concession stand. I'm not kidding- I've done this at least eight times that I can remember. If you've seen this happen- it was me, and like the Son of Sam I swear to god I will do that shit again. I know how to make it look like an accident, and I know how to spot it when you oh-so-cleverly pretend to not know there's a line and are all "oh nobody told me where to go and there's nobody here and this theater is so incompetent and" BAM you cut in front of the 50 of us that waited like we were supposed to because you were "confused". Fuck that, and fuck you- I was confused about where that 60 ounces of Diet Coke was going to go until I saw your bitch-ass girlfriend pull that move.
Them's my rules. It would also be great if you shut the fuck up during the film, stop texting (seriously, it's like waving a flashlight around in the dark to anyone behind you), and try not to either smell like a homeless person or eat anything that does (Whoppers, sandwiches with onions, pizza, I'm talking to you).
12/17/09
I'm with you. i was the movie nazi when i lived in nyc. i'd buy the tickets at 2 online, make everyone get there at LEAST a half hour before to get a semi decent seat. it was a military operation. two of us would get seats, two would get the treats, the rest would use the bathroom, then we'd sit down and watch everyone else scramble.
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12/18/09
I got nothing wrong with people who love new york, but most new yorkers who hate on l.a. are stuck on sunset boulevard because they never bothered to get a driver's license and have to be driven around like they are still a teenager by their friends. btw, sunset blvd is the equivalent of fusing the meatpacking district and times square together in a few short miles. no wonder everyone hates "L.A." I would too.
anyhooooo. this is not meant as a personal attack on 'you,' so hope you don't take i that way.
to get back to the original point: so, no, I think, 'oh, awesome, it's not 30 degrees and miserable outside. it's 70 and sunny. thank god i'm in l.a." it's not perfect here, but the weather nearly makes up for the traffic and the inertia that comes with being part of such a big, spread out place. I got the beach, the mountains, the hills, amazing thai food, mexican food, chinese food, and up-and-coming chefs who cook fine gourmet food. and i don't have to stress out ever again when i go to the movies.
it's all good.
12/18/09
personally i go between the two a lot and have love for both. i live in brooklyn, so my nabe is nice and my apartment reasonable. it's got its issue, though the way you describe it sounds a lot more like 1977 NYC than 2009 NYC.
i have LA love too. the food is great (korean wins, but look up, and try, starry kitchen), the people are chill, and the arclight absolutely rules. but that fucking traffic makes me want to stab myself in the crotch.
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12/17/09
I am going tomorrow night to see Avatar, begrudgingly, because BF my begged. But we'll be 2 hours early.
12/17/09
2. When the screen says, "Our Feature Presentation" that means shut the fuck up.
I watch other people's stuff if they ask nicely. What if someone is alone? It's not that big a deal unless you think they're asking you to babysit a bomb.