Tim hates going to movie theaters... sometimes

Like everyone else in the world I have had my share of horrible movie experiences, although nothing as bad as Tyler's "300" mob scare (see next post below).

I sat down in front of the computer attempting to think of some horrible experiences and one thing stood out. Most of them were at the Riverside Cinemastar theater... even odder, in the same screening room. Like most theaters, they had a huge screening room with a ton of seats for the big movies that were released and that theater is known for selling out tickets all the time.

The first time was watching "Scary Movie." We got there early (group of 6) and sat in the back row. Then four thug-ish teenagers come in and secure the entire row ahead of us (At least 20-25 seats). Something right then told me it was a bad sign. So two by two they would leave the theater and come back with two more people. They kept repeating the same thing. That's when it donned on me, they were taking the extra two ticket stubs and going outside to hand them off to friends who would then stroll into the theater with a ticket. They must of done that 10 times or so. Of course people that don't pay for movies could care less about watching the film. They were screaming, yelling, fighting, making out etc. the entire film. Since they were of the thug-ish variety, ratting them out could mean them waiting for you outside of the theater... no thanks.

The next time was "X2" when every seat was filled and the projection bulb shattered in the machine (apparently it releases some sort of toxic material)... it took a half an hour to fix. Crazy geeks waiting a half hour? Worse than going to Comic Con.

One of the last times I attempted to see a movie there was the first "Pirates..." It was a Tuesday afternoon so we figured it would be empty... and it was.

Until 15 minutes into the film.

Now we were sitting smack dab in the middle of the theater, in the middle of the row. Perfect seats. So these two teenage girls come strolling in (talking loud of course) and sit directly behind us, like the other 300 seats were filled or something.

They screamed and yelled every time Johnny Depp or Orlando Bloom came on the screen... which is a lot. So I gave them the glare, then shushed them, then told them to be quiet. They kept doing it. So I turned around and told them to shut it. They kept doing it. I jumped out of my chair, turned to them and shouted "SHUT THE F-UP!"

They ran out of the theater and left us to try to enjoy the last 5 minutes of the movie.