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I hear stupid people. I wish they were dead.
Bitched on: Monday, October 16, 2006
Time: 10/16/2006 11:27:00 PM
Been a long time since I've watched a movie.Time: 10/16/2006 11:27:00 PM
I admit, I'm not a movie buff but I'm the sort who only watches a movie that is worth it. Otherwise I would just wait for it to come out on DVDs and rent it from the nearby VideoEzy (no pirated VCDs for me please...).
It doesn't have to be a blockbuster; and it doesn't have to have 5 'thumbs-up' from some critic with no life.
I watch what appeals to me. Whatever genre or even language.
So its fair to say that as I watch movies occasionally, I deserve to, at the very least, enjoy the movie without interuptions but that can never happen to me.
Never.
Be it crying babies or morons chit-chating on their phones.
Something or someone has to ruin my movie.
So I was watching this movie, World Trade Centre, which is a must watch by the way, and little did I know I was actually getting free commentaries.
Yes, free commentaries.
Not from the movie's director but from two women sitting beside and behind me.
Yup, surround-sound-commentaries.
So lucky of me.
And did I mention its free?
You probably know of at least one person who talks to the TV.
You know, the sort who would tell the actors what to do, or even talk to the actors as if they themsevles were actually part of the show?
Like this extreme case of my friend's grandfather. He would shout and violently react whenever he disagrees to what's on the TV or applaud whenever it pleases him.
The lady to my right was not that extreme but she wasn't short of 'Wow's or 'Oh dear's or 'I hope this' or 'My-my's...
So what's wrong with actually getting so 'into' a movie?
Its not OK if someone sitting 4 seats away can hear you.
Every. Single. Word.
Its not OK if you ask aloud stupid rhetorical questions which are so redundant and so... duh.
And we don't need you to echo what the characters are saying, we can hear.
Lastly, its not OK if you think you are the only person watching the movie in the entire cinema theatre. I'm so damn sure that other people do not appreciate knowing what you think about every single thing...
We don't need your comments to know how to feel, respond or be enlightened about the 'complexity' of movie.
Just keep all that to yourself, thank you very much.
After a good half an hour into the movie and me squirming in my seat, and leaning over to my friend to bitch about the bitch beside me; it was unbearable.
I had had it.
I leaned over to her and as kindly as I could through clenched teeth, told her to lower her volume down.
I could have put it in a much nastier way and my mind was swarming with snappy comebacks in case she turned 'hostile'. But she politely apologised and after that embarassing episode (I told her in the most clear-and-loud-enough-for-people-around-us-to-hear voice), she kept her trap shut. For the rest of the movie.
I should have been relieved but alas, I am not that fortunate.
Another lady behind me had to take over the narrating.
And so she began yapping aloud.
She just had something to say for every single f#*k shit.
And she even went further as to guess the actors' next line, ALOUD.
Gee... she is so 'SMART'. Wow. I'm so 'impressed'. I wouldn't have guess what Nicholas Cage was going to say next...
Stupid bitch.
I would have told her to shut her trap to if she was sitting beside or infront of me.
And lastly, thanks to all those bozos who laughed during all the inappropiate times. Like when the rescuers had to cover a dead body because it was 'distracting' or when the other damn 'suay' (unlucky) guy got pinned down under a rock after another 'tremor'. Gee... I didn't know that Nicholas Cage's character's hysterical screams of pain were hysterically funny...
I'm sorry. I didn't know that I was supposed to laugh at all this.
Silly me; I thought that all this was based on a true story and all this did actually happen.
Silly me; in not finding the humour in all this.
Maybe I should laugh in the faces of relatives of the victims or survivors of the World Trade disaster.
Silly me; to comprehend the gravity of the movie.
I shouldn't have taken it too seriously, I should laugh, at all the most inappropiate times like all you retards.
After all, its just a 'movie'...
So what movie should I watch next?
I'll pass, I'll just wait for the good ones to come out in DVDs and watch them in the comfort of my own room, without the unnecessary commentaries (unless its the directors').
What a waste of money... Grrr....
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