This afternoon we went to see Wall-E, finally. I’ve been really excited for this, I mean it’s Pixar – right?
When I see a movie, I have to get popcorn. It’s like tradition or something. Or programmed response. After the tickets were bought I had over 10 min’s to get it. That should be more then enough time, I don’t care what the circumstances are.
The way Silvercity Gloucester is setup is that the popcorn and drink stands are in a circle in the middle of the lobby. So, this being the big opening weekend of The Dark Knight they decide to have only half of the counters open. 180 degrees, no more.
What the hell? A regular drink and popcorn already costs $12. For popcorn – it should already be criminal after spending $10 for the movie – then, because I’m stupid enough to be willing to pay, they have the gaul to keep me in lines like that for the privilege?
This is how I know I’m starting to get old ’cause I was just so outraged by it all standing there. When my 10 min’s were up and I was no where near the counter I was in such a bad mood that I don’t think I really enjoyed the movie. For sure not the first half. Anita even asked if we should leave. I almost took her up on it but I didn’t want to suffer through more lineups just to get our money back. Plus I had been trying to see this for such a long time.
This is something I should have loved. I mean it’s Pixar animated robots. It’s practically gift wrapped for me, but Silvercity Gloucester ruined it.
Another sign I’m getting old: I’m thinking about not going back. Like, ever. Boycott, if you will. If this is what going to the movies is going to be like, then to hell with it, I’ll rent the DVD later.
The only chink in my armor is the aforementioned The Dark Knight and it’s IMAX filmed scenes. A 1080p projector won’t match that. (Not that I could ever afford one.)
As we left the theater there were lineups on both sides of the building, for Batman, I assume.
Yeah, they’ll really miss my money.
