2 out of the last 4 times Kelley and I have been to the movie theater, we have walked out before the film even started. The first was over a year ago, a few days before our daughter was born. We were going to try to work in one last outing before our lives changed forever (for the better) so we went down to the Angelika Dallas to catch Moonrise Kingdom. We got there so late and the movie was still so popular that we couldn't find any seats beyond the first row, so we bailed and got a refund. To this day (June 19th, 2013), we still have not seen it! And, this is coming from about as big a Wes Anderson fan as there is.
The second time we walked out was yesterday. We were on vacation and the daughter was at day care. Like good parents, we handed her off while we took a mental holiday. After a late fat-free breakfast of eggs, bacon, biscuits and gravy at Bubba's Chicken at Snider Plaza, we headed over to NorthPark for a showing of Iron Man 3. We selected the movie based on it being something that deserved to be seen on the big screen in full glory. I have a man date to see Man of Steel this weekend so IM3 was the natural choice.
First off, the tickets for the 1:00pm showing were $10 apiece! NorthPark only offers discounted rates on shows that start BEFORE noon. Sheesh. We get in the theater and, after a few minutes, a man sits down one row in front of us and a few seats over with a backpack-like bag and a large soda. He begins rocking himself in the seat. It seemed a little odd but I just thought he was getting comfortable or something. Kelley leans in and says that he seems shifty like he's nervous. At this point, the trailers begin (all goddamn seven of them!) and this guy is still rocking. A lady sitting down the row from him was annoyed enough to move down and away from him. At this point, Kelley says she's got a bad feeling about him and brings up the whole Aurora theater shooting. I guess that's where we are now. Nobody feels safe in public places and any "weird" behavior makes them a suspect. Sad but true. Thanks a lot, bin Laden.
While this person could've had a mental condition and completely harmless, we just couldn't write it off and we both had reservations about remaining. So, we left. We simply couldn't get over the fact that we were together and if anything happened to us both, our little baby would be orphaned.
I then proceeded to go 80mph, up the highway, to another theater where the chances of killing us both in a car accident were about 1000% more likely than dying at the hands of a crazed lunatic in a movie theater. If I had to do it all over again, I would've done the same thing. I mean, his rocking was really annoying.
Iron Man 3 was great. Oh, and we saved $8 at the other theater.
The second time we walked out was yesterday. We were on vacation and the daughter was at day care. Like good parents, we handed her off while we took a mental holiday. After a late fat-free breakfast of eggs, bacon, biscuits and gravy at Bubba's Chicken at Snider Plaza, we headed over to NorthPark for a showing of Iron Man 3. We selected the movie based on it being something that deserved to be seen on the big screen in full glory. I have a man date to see Man of Steel this weekend so IM3 was the natural choice.
First off, the tickets for the 1:00pm showing were $10 apiece! NorthPark only offers discounted rates on shows that start BEFORE noon. Sheesh. We get in the theater and, after a few minutes, a man sits down one row in front of us and a few seats over with a backpack-like bag and a large soda. He begins rocking himself in the seat. It seemed a little odd but I just thought he was getting comfortable or something. Kelley leans in and says that he seems shifty like he's nervous. At this point, the trailers begin (all goddamn seven of them!) and this guy is still rocking. A lady sitting down the row from him was annoyed enough to move down and away from him. At this point, Kelley says she's got a bad feeling about him and brings up the whole Aurora theater shooting. I guess that's where we are now. Nobody feels safe in public places and any "weird" behavior makes them a suspect. Sad but true. Thanks a lot, bin Laden.
While this person could've had a mental condition and completely harmless, we just couldn't write it off and we both had reservations about remaining. So, we left. We simply couldn't get over the fact that we were together and if anything happened to us both, our little baby would be orphaned.
I then proceeded to go 80mph, up the highway, to another theater where the chances of killing us both in a car accident were about 1000% more likely than dying at the hands of a crazed lunatic in a movie theater. If I had to do it all over again, I would've done the same thing. I mean, his rocking was really annoying.
Iron Man 3 was great. Oh, and we saved $8 at the other theater.
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