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Wait a minute. These guys aren’t playing at all, not one lousy bit:

We saw this film at a Regal Cinema. You now have to pick your seat when you buy your ticket, which I thought was kind of shitty. What if you don’t like the seat when you get in there? But I’m with my wife so no fussing allowed. The seats are new too, big and fancy. Big electric recliners with leather upholstery. I think changing to these chairs must have cut the seating capacity in half. Tickets are now $12.50, but we got a $3 discount for being old. The whole rigamarole of getting tickets and getting inside is annoying, as is the relentless advertising. We did get there 15 minutes early, but it used to be that they would just let you sit in silence, which was kind of nice. But you haven’t paid for that time, so we get to bombard you with an endless onslaught of useless information.

Seat selection definitely favors the regular crowd, I suspect.


  1. fillyjonk »

    5 December 2017 · 6:21 pm

    “Bombarded with an endless onslaught of useless information” describes so much of the “entertainment experience” these days. (Even shopping. If I ever snap and go “Ray Bradbury’s The Murderer,” it will be to kill those infernal endcap tvs that the stupid wal-mart has blaring stupid ads at everyone)

  2. Dan T. »

    5 December 2017 · 6:32 pm

    I remember $1 double-feature movies as a kid, and I don’t think they even had ads before them.

  3. CGHill »

    5 December 2017 · 7:10 pm

    Maybe a clip of Coming Attractions, never longer than 60 seconds.

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    5 December 2017 · 8:13 pm

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  5. McGehee »

    5 December 2017 · 8:40 pm

    Netflix lets me sit where I want, doesn’t overcharge for refreshments, and if someone in the room is making too much noise and I spritz them with a spray bottle, I don’t get arrested.

  6. Tom »

    6 December 2017 · 7:48 am

    Earplugs. I take them to every movie I attend because the trailers are SO LOUD, especially in the extra-sensory theaters (or whatever they call them). I complained to a manager who told me that I wasn’t the first to express dissatisfaction. She mailed two passes as an apology.

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