Saw Iron Man 2 on Friday night. Twas a good movie. Wasn’t earth shattering, it will probably suffer the middle child problem when Iron Man 3 comes along and (hopefully) gives us the freakin’ Mandarin. But I’m not really here to talk about Iron Man.
No, I’m here to talk about the kids sitting next to me at the theater and the two nerds sitting next to me on the other side. One, I hate it, HATE IT, when people “predict” lines and say them out loud. It’s really fuckin’ annoying and you’re not a genius for doing it. Second, nobody likes hearing your amateur physics criticisms in the theater. Third, nobody likes the four little douchebags who can’t sit still. Also, don’t suck on your straw when the soda is done. THERE IS NOTHING LEFT IN THE CUP.
You’d think people have some, you know, respect for others at the theater. Maybe this is a sign that I’m getting old and those kids ruin my enjoyment of the movie, and I’m conveniently forgetting that I was probably pretty awful at the theater too. Oh freakin’ well.