I should keep a log of the movies I see in the theater this year. So far:
1) January 1: Deja Vu - okay. I was hoping that seeing this movie, set in New Orleans, on January 1 would set the tone for the year and that 2007 would be a year for seeing movies. I've been wrong so far.
2) May 27: Spider-Man 3 - okay. We finally redeemed one of Sam's birthday coupons for a date night without MrMan. Five months after his birthday.
Yep, I'm at two. But I think there's a good chance I'll beat last year's total, which I think was two. Maybe three, but I can't think of what the third one would have been. I'm too embarassed by my choices to reveal what the first two were. And I'm hoping that my picks for this year improve. Wait! I did see three last year. And the third one was good! Little Miss Sunshine!
Tonight, there was drama in addition to the movie (and the ramblings above from the workings of my brain). About five minutes before the movie ended, the woman in front of us turned around and yelled at the boy next to me for the noise he was making with his straw. If that hadn't happened, I probably would have come home and written about the fact that I don't think it was a movie for little kids, especially at a night showing. But I know that babysitters are not easy to find. Especially free ones, like mine. And how ironic it was that here we were, having left our child at home, with one of the few families with small kids in attendance, plunking down next to us.
But since the yelling happened, followed by more yelling on the part of the boy's parents, and more yelling by the woman (who, ironically to me, was pregnant, it seemed), and threatening by the parents as they left with their kids (which made me feel a little sorry for them that they were missing the last few minutes of the movie, and made me wonder why the woman couldn't have endured five more minutes of the kid's noises, or at least asked him to quiet down a little more politely), I'll also say write that kindness goes a long way. Or at least I think it would have, in this situation, along with many others. And that it's a shame that we live in a world where we can't collectively agree on rules for kids, which would allow us to keep other people's kids in line without stepping on their parents' toes. If the pregnant woman had been nicer about the noise, or addressed the parents instead, things might have gone better. And if the parents were used to living in a world where everyone watched out for each other, including kids, things might have gone better. But, instead, everyone in the theater had to listen to their yelling, the family missed the last few minutes, and the pregnant woman was threatened with bodily harm.
But as my dad pointed out when we got home and we told him about it, it was like two shows for the price of one.
Posted by Shokufeh at May 27, 2007 10:59 PM