Talking in Movie Theaters

Hey you, in the seat next to me in the Rave Movie theater, the movie has started and they stated about a billion times prior to the movie starting to be courteous and not to talk while the movie is on … so why are you talking every ten seconds … so asshole …

SHUT THE FUCK UP

I have to tell you that I have a difficult time fathoming that people still talk in movie theaters like a frickin Chatty Cathy doll with a forty foot string.  Do they actually think we can’t hear them?  How self-absorbed and stupid are people that they think that a person sitting two seats away isn’t hearing and being bothered by their prattling while we are all watching the movie.

Usually they are telling their idiot companion something about the plot – fuck, you got to be kidding me – most Hollywood movies are so transparent you can fall asleep for fifteen minutes, then wakeup and jerk-off all over yourself and still figure out the ending well before the halfway point. 

Also there aren’t a lot French Impressionist films being shown in the Midwest.  I could understand if some hillbilly turned to his wife/sister and said “Hey, why is the clown dressed up like Hitler?”  … or “This french shit sucks, I think Son of Flubber is playing in theater six.”

I have not yet had the pleasure of being in a theater while the movie is on and having a giant flash of light to my left because some sasquatch decided to start texting someone.  I would go into attack mode at that point and start body slamming the douche – but I would do it quietly so as not to disturb others.