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Cinema etiquette

Started by small_world, May 22, 2011, 06:56:48 PM

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CaledonianGonzo

Given that my usual cinemas of choice sell booze, I'm now at a loss when I go to a multiplex and can't get a nice bottle of Budvar (Cameo) or Real Ale (Filmhouse) to take into a screening.

This is the only thing that currently has me dithering about going to see X-Men: First Class.

SteveDave

Quote from: CaledonianGonzo on June 02, 2011, 11:49:38 AM
Given that my usual cinemas of choice sell booze, I'm now at a loss when I go to a multiplex and can't get a nice bottle of Budvar (Cameo) or Real Ale (Filmhouse) to take into a screening.

This is the only thing that currently has me dithering about going to see X-Men: First Class.

So you usually go to Screen On The Green then? I saw that Blur doc there & I was already drunk when I got there & the settees didn't help. Apparently I was told off for singing along with Beetlebum & dancing on my way to the toilet. I do love that place.

Famous Mortimer

Quote from: SteveDave on June 02, 2011, 10:55:33 PM

So you usually go to Screen On The Green then? I saw that Blur doc there & I was already drunk when I got there & the settees didn't help. Apparently I was told off for singing along with Beetlebum & dancing on my way to the toilet. I do love that place.
I would definitely go to a cinema where you had to be drunk to get in.

I once went to see Babel in China after me and my then-lady friend had got sloshed at dinner. It was a great laugh for about twenty minutes then we left, bored out of our minds. Watching a movie drunk in public is rubbish if everyone else is sober.

phes

Top tip for trashy movies - buy a massive fanta slushy and fill it up with vodka.

kngen

I once went to see a late night showing of The Exorcist in Glasgow - this was long before the DVD reissue so still enough of a novelty to have a large queue waiting outside of the cinema. The queue ran across the entrance to a side street and out of nowhere a car- windscreen smashed and front end already severely bashed in - came screaming up the lane and actually hit at least a couple of would-be cinema patrons; it then reversed and hit another women then zoomed off down the road swerving to try and hit folk as it sped away[nb]to this day, I've never found out why. A crazed evangelist concerned at the film's satanic content? A total bam out of his head joyriding? Probably the latter[/nb]. An ambulance turned up and took the injured away, but - and this seems incredibly weird after all the years - we all just found our places in the queue and filed up again.

Unsurprisingly, the atmosphere during the actual film was incredibly tense - although not among some of the more refreshed late-night regulars. After about five minutes, some arse pipes up: "Mushrooms are fucking brilliant, maan!" A few shooshes and grumbles later, he repeats himself with even more gusto, to which a fair proportion of the audience - their nerves already taut to breaking point - direct their ire. Then one man, a few rows behind him, gets out his seat, walks down the aisle and says: "Listen pal, nobody needs to hear your pish. Shut up or get out!"
"Pfft, what are you going to do about it?"
"This!" and he leans in, and, stretching over about five people, belts the hallucinogenist right in the jaw, and leaves him slumped in his seat. His friend then, unwisely it turns out, exclaims: "Aw, it's like that then" and tries to get out of his seat. "Aye, it is!" He pushed the second man back down into his chair, and then lamps him, too. By this point, the ushers and security are running in the door, and the punching man motions to his girlfriend to come with him, and then leaves (my memory is telling me that they left to applause, but I think that's just my subconcious Hollywoodifying it), followed by two young men, holding their jaws but tripping balls at the same time - that must have really sucked - escorted by the cinema staff.
My abiding memory is turning away from the action for a split second, seeing Max von Sydow on screen being watched by absolutely nobody as the entire cinema was transfixed by what was happening about three rows away from me.

It's by far the most mental thing I've ever seen in a cinema - I do hate going to see films these days, because even a murmured conversation 100 feet away will set my teeth on edge, but I suppose I'm never again likely to experience anything remotely as fucked up as that whole night.

Doctor Stamen

Quote from: ersatz99 on May 29, 2011, 11:22:42 AM
For relatively little cost cinemas could put headphone sockets in each armrest so you could use your own/hired headphones.

I suggested that on Text The Nation a few years back and Cornballs mocked me for it.

kidsick5000


Famous Mortimer

I read the story about that yesterday and it's brilliant. I only hope that when she told her friends the story, they all mocked her for being such an idiot. Well done, Alamo Drafthouse!