My movie experience

Here it is Friday night and I am such a loser. I went to the movies, alone. But it was well worth it. I went to see Angels and Demons. Awesome movie. I recommend it to anyone who is a Tom Hanks fan. I won't say anything to ruin the movies for those who have not read the book, but for those of you who have, the main story is pretty true to the book, but the background story was left out.

I need to tell you what it was like to go to a small town theatre on an opening night. First, this theatre has the tendency to start movies late, a seven o'clock movie may not start until seven twenty. The movie is listed as being one hundred and forty minutes. So I realize by the third showing they still didn't know long the movie was. So here we stood waiting for the previous movie to end so we could go in and see the beginning.

As in all multi screen complexes there were teenagers running in and out. I want to congratulate security on stopping them from screen hopping. Before the movie started I prayed that they would realize they were in the wrong movie. This was not a movie for teenagers anyway. They probably won't understand most of it. They sat up front jumping around screaming and making stupid noises. Thank the good Lord they left before the movie started. This is the reason I generally only go to R-rated movies. NO TEENAGERS. Older ones are usually pretty good. But the thirteen to 15 crowd is pretty rowdy out in public.

Now I am into comfort as much as anybody, but come on, the guy behind me took off his shoes, and put his feet between my seat and my neighbors arms. She thought is was me and I though it was her. We looked at each other, realized it wasn't us and we both looked back at the same time. No I'm sorry, I hate feet especially stranger's feet and here they are on me. I said rather loudly "That's gross" needless to say everyone looked but him. He finally moved his feet and put them on the back of my chair and proceeded to kick my seat. The movie theatre was crowded and thank God for stadium seating.

All in all the movie was worth the trouble and thank you mom (someone's mom anyway) for threatening to leave the kids if they did movie into the movie they were suppose to be there to see. Of course, I feel bad for the people waiting to see the nine thirty movie, we didn't walk out until nine twenty-six.

I am still trying to figure out why the fire truck and the ambulance at the exit. Were they really expecting a stampede of the over 70 crowd? They could have been put to better use if they were directing traffic when it came time to leave. I will leave the story about my car for another blog. My car is an experience all in itself.