I actually had no intention of writing this blog post; in fact, The Oatmeal already did a great job illustrating how movie theatres should be laid out. There were a couple people I would like to have drowned in that dome when I was at the cinema tonight.
My brother and I checked off another film on our Rotten Tomatoes list this evening, pleased at how vivacious and entertaining The Incredible Burt Wonderstone turned out to be. Steve Carell, not surprisingly, was hilarious as was the entire movie.
Would you like to know what wasn’t hilarious? The fact that I couldn’t concentrate on the movie due to the group of annoying, loud, privileged teenagers on my right, talking and texting away and due to the guy on my left texting throughout the entire movie. I could even hear his phone vibrating.
I was so angry. I hesitated to say something to them, because I didn’t want to embarrass my brother. Not to mention, I felt at a loss. Would they even listen to me if I told them to can it? If I left to “tell on them,” I risked missing a great part of the movie. I paid just as much as them to be there, and they were rude the entire time. It was so sad, in a theatre with less than 20 people in it, that I couldn’t even enjoy the movie fully because of the noise and distraction.
What do you do? Folks, I don’t have an answer for this one. Emily Post’s Etiquette suggest offering a friendly “shush” or “quiet, please” – and if that doesn’t do the trick? Talk to an usher or manager. Unfortunately, this is an example of a lose-lose situation. Being polite might not do the trick, if you get a manager and usher (hard to even find during the late show) you miss a good chunk of the movie, and if you tell them to “SHUT UP!” you risk an even noisier backlash.
In the meantime, I will tell you I was at the 10:05 showing this evening (March 14, 2013), and SHAME on those two groups of people in the back row of Theatre No. 1 at the Empire Pen Centre. I want my money back.
What do you do when there are noisy people, or “Tommy-Texters,” when you’re at the cinema?
(I’m the angry lady giving the death stare)