tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047429527902019331.post2214196486549156445..comments2023-09-20T00:49:28.726-07:00Comments on Misfortune Cookie Blog: The top 5 worst moviegoing patrons I have ever encounteredJuliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13487413374850257707noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047429527902019331.post-69970811757163107452008-04-09T15:48:00.000-07:002008-04-09T15:48:00.000-07:00I once went for this movie in Melbourne with a fe...I once went for this movie in Melbourne with a female friend and first we had to move because there was an overly amorous couple in the seat beside me then during the movie I kept hearing zipping and shifting and all that from a couple behind us. It took me a few minutes to figure out they were doing it right there! When I left the cinema I noticed the girl (of the Asian couple) was still in school uniform which really explained the situation. Public Display of Affection is the worse - if you think in the dark no one will notice think again!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047429527902019331.post-2870312209006794222008-04-05T09:50:00.000-07:002008-04-05T09:50:00.000-07:00very interesting blog you have here!Uh... This is ...very interesting blog you have here!<BR/>Uh... This is why I wait for them to come out on DVD and then rent or buy them!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02537995627507688916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047429527902019331.post-77376545704062335812008-03-19T04:36:00.000-07:002008-03-19T04:36:00.000-07:00At MONSTER'S BALL screening, a man laughed hysteri...At MONSTER'S BALL screening, a man laughed hysterically during every sex scene (of course uncensored : I live in France ;-)Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16061051035741196372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047429527902019331.post-78942043492326764512008-03-17T13:24:00.000-07:002008-03-17T13:24:00.000-07:00Screaming babies are the worst. I personally belie...Screaming babies are the worst. I personally believe that you should have to obtain a license to take a baby to public places, which could be obtained by proving that your baby wouldn't just cry constantly. A local independent theater I know of has a brilliant solution though: they offer screenings of recent movies where new moms can bring their babies. Then, if screaming and crying occurs, no one can say anything because that would make them hypocrites!Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13487413374850257707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047429527902019331.post-88784110861406475782008-03-17T11:09:00.000-07:002008-03-17T11:09:00.000-07:00Besides the elderly man who chewed with his mouth ...Besides the elderly man who chewed with his mouth open through the first 30 minutes of The Diving Bell and the Butterfly...<BR/><BR/>I saw I Am Legend in IMAX opening night. I imagine that all IMAX theatres are the same and so, if you've been in one, you know that the rows are dozens of seats across. The one in NYC had to have been a solid 50-60 seats across. My wife, my three friends and I sat in the middle, as it's less likely that anyone will scoot past you on their way to the bathroom; most people scoot one way or the other.<BR/><BR/>About five minutes before showtime, when the whole theatre is packed and there's nowhere else to sit, I look down at the row in front of me, a few seats off to the left, and I see... <BR/><BR/>...a baby.<BR/><BR/>Not just any kind of baby.<BR/><BR/>This one was freshly squeezed. <BR/><BR/>One of my friends with us is in medical school and he had just finished a rotation in maternity, so he was able to inform us that this baby was no more than three weeks old. Two sets of friends of mine had babies early last year; one set never let the kid out of the house the first two months and the others only took her to the grandparents' houses. So my guess is - forget consideration for other people in the theatre - it's not common for parents to bring a newborn to a crowded place with strange people. <BR/><BR/>Like, say, a 1000+ seat theatre (filled to capacity) on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. In the midst of Flu Season, no less!<BR/><BR/>We were trapped. We had two options: leave and get our money back before the movie started; or sit there and hope the baby doesn't cry.<BR/><BR/>We sat there.<BR/><BR/>The volume in the place was beyond loud. At first, I thought I was just being extra-sensitive because there was a BABY in the theatre but no, it was cranked up to 11. <BR/><BR/>And on top of that, the trailer selection bordered on comical, given the circumstances. First, there was a trailer for the U2 3D movie (lots of guitar and cheering), followed by Scorsese's documentary on the Rolling Stones (more guitars and cheering), followed by the 6-minute preview for the new Batman movie (lots of explosions and cheering from the audience). THEN, the movie itself had its share of ear-splitting sound design.<BR/><BR/>About 25 minutes in, the baby started crying. But only when the sound WASN'T cranked. Every quiet moment, this kid was filling in the silence with as loud of a cry as its lungs could muster, which was enough to irritate anyone within a 10-seat radius. <BR/><BR/>My friends and I were in that radius.<BR/><BR/>Afterwards, we and a few people in said radius went to the manager and complained. We commiserated as we waited for whatever recompense we would be offered. I joked with the other angry patrons that I saw them cleaning up a wet spot on the floor by the box office when I first got there. <BR/><BR/>But the best line of the night went to one guy who asked the manager with a straight face, "Did you ever see Children of Men?" The manager didn't get it. I almost burst out laughing.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, we got free passes but really, they need to have the guts to refuse patrons who attempt to bring babies in to anything but kids movies.Alexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11650956818995835296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047429527902019331.post-53421962628853578902008-03-14T22:53:00.000-07:002008-03-14T22:53:00.000-07:00When I saw 'Stardust' there was a - I believe the ...When I saw 'Stardust' there was a - I believe the medical term is "grossly obese" - man in the audience who let out a string of loud and greasy farts throughout the whole movie. <BR/><BR/>I was about ten rows behind him and could hear him very clearly. The theater had only about ten people in it, but no one said anything. Every five-to-ten minutes he would just let one rip and then munch on his popcorn real loudly to try and cover the sound.M. Robert Turnagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01482286060613197537noreply@blogger.com