Monday, February 06, 2006

FILM FLAM

Check in here for my bloated opinions on movies...


I used to LOVE going to the movies. I'm a film whore. I love all kinds... idiotic car-chase movies, summer blockbusters, chick flicks, foreign 'films', incomprehensible art-house fare, holiday feel-good movies, sequels, prequels, thrillers, gore-fests... I love 'em all!
Unfortunately, I can no longer GO to the movies because I live in Los Angeles where everyone who goes to my local theater is a monumental jackass.
A friend of mine and I went to go see "Jackie Brown" (which, if you haven't seen it, is really quite good... I don't seem to recall it being much of a hit, but then I also don't recall what I had for lunch today, so I'm not a good judge of such things)... the movie was perpetually serrenaded by the screeches and howls of the INFANT-CHILD-BABY IN THE ROW IN FRONT OF US! Now, this wasn't a matinee of "Austin Powers" or even an evening showing of "Batman and Robin" (although that movie is equally unsuitable for children, adults and sentient life-forms in general... but I digress)... THIS WAS A MIDNIGHT SHOWING OF "JACKIE BROWN"!!!
I realize I'm not the first self-proclaimed misanthrope to rail against those who bring babies to movies, but shouldn't that be the whole point? I mean, how much more needs to be said on the subject before you dull-witted, irresponsible parents out there stop dragging your poor, defenseless, doomed-to-therapy little yuppie-spawn into R-rated movies?!?!
And on those RARE occasions when I can manage to find a theater sans-toddlers, there are invariably at least a half a dozen of THIS guy sitting within earshot of me:
Again... STOP IT! Okay?!? JUST STOP IT! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT... UP!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Curses to Senor Del Carmen for getting the first comment on your blog.
Having just found out about this site mere hours ago, a burning desire to contact you here overcame me. I thought "Wow, he's taking his time to educate others through his rants and showing his artwork. The least I can do is press pause on my DVD player, skim over his prattle and leave a deep, thought provoking comment for him and others to enjoy" so without further ado...


Your'e a pansy.

Love forever,
J.M. Skyra