Right? I'm sure I'm not the only one who tries to get to a movie house a little bit after the curtain rises. As a matter of fact, I was ready to walk in to the theater even after it may have started to play the movie I was interested in, convinced that five minutes couldn't possibly contain so much information to the story plot that I would find myself completely lost.
I went to the Pasadena playhouse to see Take shelter because that Michael Shannon really knows how to play a nut. As far as what I've already seen in teasers for this film, his character may be that of a schizophrenic.
As I pay for my ticket, I see that only ten minutes may have transpired, which means I still have five minutes of trailers to sit thru. Relieved that I made it on time, I let myself relax. Hand the ticket to the ticket taker, and let her direct me to the screening room--down the hall and to the left.
Well, OMFG, this film being one of those currently on limited release, I assumed it was only showing on one screen. When I checked the calendar section this morning for run times, I didn't think I would have to use math to calculate what the times of showings were in contrast to the length of the film. If I had, I would have known that a showing of 1:40 preceding a showing of 2:20 should make the length of the movie only 45 minutes.
I walk down the hall and turn left, as hurried as I already was since the sales clerk advised me that the movie had already begun 5 minutes ago. What?… is my watch off? Please, are you taking about the movie or the commercials?
It's pitch black inside the screen room. Right away I think something is off. It takes a good five minutes for my eyes to acclimate. Finally I sit. While I was waiting for my eyes to work, I wasn't sure if I had walked into the wrong theater. She did say down the hall and to my left. God forbid these monopolizing freaks might be squandering a hit by showing the film in several screening rooms even though the damn movie is currently only on limited release.
Nonsense, the economy isn't that bad.
Once I'm comfortably sitting on my ass, I can focus on what I've already missed. Fuckers. These artsy fartsy film makers are getting out of hand. They really jumped into the plot after only 5 minutes. Oh
After 45 minutes the movie ends. What a crock. If ever a movie was spoiled by somebody trying to explain the plot to you, this right here wins the effing prize.
I could complain to management for my money back, but they would probably say I would only be allowed to sit thru a second showing. Why the hell would anybody settle for that after they already know the ending? Shiite, I came here to relax, not to spark an argument with a theatre manager.
All I can do is scram out of there completely spooked at what capitalism has come to represent to me. Jesus
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