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- 4 de Mayo, 2022
I went and saw GotG3 the other day and it reminded me that the last movie I saw in a theater was Midsommar, which was actually one of my favorite movie-going experiences I've ever had. And also reminded me of a few times I've actually been GLAD to be seeing a movie in a theater. Thinking back on it, there's actually quite a few, although, I guess only 2 from the following list are truly organic.
Back in the late '00s, I started going to Alamo Drafthouse pretty regularly, and besides being the best place to see a movie (niggers priced out, kids forbidden from grown-up movies, they'd literally eject assholes, actual decent beer selection (and you could drink during the movies)), they also had special nights where they'd do kind of audience participation. Now most of those were stupid, I mean I'm straight, so I'm not going to go to the Mama Mia sing-a-long. But, one night they had a fucking Pulp Fiction quote along. Basically they ran the movie with subtitles, and every few scenes there'd be yellow text, that you're supposed to quote along with (loudly). Also they gave out prop bags, and I forget everything that was in it, but the important one was a cap gun, which you were supposed to fire off any time there was gunfire on the screen. Everyone in the theater is having a few drinks and it's going well, there's some tentative cap gun firing, because it's actually a very engaging movie, and a lot of people are too young to have seen it in a theater before, so they either forget, or aren't ready when the firing starts.
And then the dead nigger storage scene comes up. Now either they hadn't been highlighting "nigger" before then, or either it just hadn't been said much. But they highlighted Quentin's entire fucking nigger-laden speech. At first there was just me and a couple other old guys quoting along, but by the end of the speech, the membrane has broken. For the rest of the movie everyone is screaming nigger every time it comes up and blasting away with cap guns so much that the place reeked of cap gun smoke. This would've been like 2010 or 2011 and I can't even imagine anything like this going on today. Hell I was surprised it was going on at the time (even though it was before the Dark Knight shooting - it was still big anti-gun times...although to be fair, this was in Texas).
Next favorite time was I saw The Aristocrats in a tiny (maybe 30 seat) arthouse theater. The owners of the theater (an old couple, probably in their 60s) came out and introduced the film, and while I only had a vague idea of what the movie was about, it was hilarious to see them introduce it. Just this old couple hilariously introducing the debauchery they knew was coming, but the audience really had no idea. Then, it was one of those times where the audience just made the movie, everyone's laughing at the right times, shutting up in time for the next jokes. I mean say what you want about South Park now, but when their scene came on, no one was prepared and it was legit one of the funniest things I'd ever seen, and the rest of the room thought so too.
All right, and the last one for now, the aforementioned Midsommar (small spoiler ahead, I guess). So saw this in a fairly full, but also small (number of seats wise) theater. It was one of those where the seats were recliners and they served food and drink...basically a very upscaled Alamo Drafthouse. Probably 25-30 people in there, but it probably only held 50, even though it was a regular size screen and theater room. Everyone is actually fairly invested in the movie (I think watching it on a small screen, you miss out on how good the 'trippy' parts are - I mean it's not Kubrick, but it's still fairly effective full sized). We get to the scene where the guy is in the barn trying to get one of the village chicks pregnant, and the old woman starts 'helping' him by pushing on his ass. It's weird how tense everyone is, being even more quiet than polite movie-going requires. I mean it's dead silent. Now I've had a couple beers and I can't help it, because it's hilarious, and I let out basically a loud sensible chuckle (I'm not busting out laughing, just like a single "heh-heh-heh"). And it just either broke the tension (which I'm not sure why there was any anyway), or people were laughing at me for some reason, but the whole theater cracked up. Just for a minute though. So I always have a soft spot for that movie and remember it as being much better than it actually was.
You faggots have any stories? I bet they don't involve a bunch of people screaming nigger and firing off guns. Or I guess that's actually pretty common, but it probably doesn't go into your good experiences column.
Back in the late '00s, I started going to Alamo Drafthouse pretty regularly, and besides being the best place to see a movie (niggers priced out, kids forbidden from grown-up movies, they'd literally eject assholes, actual decent beer selection (and you could drink during the movies)), they also had special nights where they'd do kind of audience participation. Now most of those were stupid, I mean I'm straight, so I'm not going to go to the Mama Mia sing-a-long. But, one night they had a fucking Pulp Fiction quote along. Basically they ran the movie with subtitles, and every few scenes there'd be yellow text, that you're supposed to quote along with (loudly). Also they gave out prop bags, and I forget everything that was in it, but the important one was a cap gun, which you were supposed to fire off any time there was gunfire on the screen. Everyone in the theater is having a few drinks and it's going well, there's some tentative cap gun firing, because it's actually a very engaging movie, and a lot of people are too young to have seen it in a theater before, so they either forget, or aren't ready when the firing starts.
And then the dead nigger storage scene comes up. Now either they hadn't been highlighting "nigger" before then, or either it just hadn't been said much. But they highlighted Quentin's entire fucking nigger-laden speech. At first there was just me and a couple other old guys quoting along, but by the end of the speech, the membrane has broken. For the rest of the movie everyone is screaming nigger every time it comes up and blasting away with cap guns so much that the place reeked of cap gun smoke. This would've been like 2010 or 2011 and I can't even imagine anything like this going on today. Hell I was surprised it was going on at the time (even though it was before the Dark Knight shooting - it was still big anti-gun times...although to be fair, this was in Texas).
Next favorite time was I saw The Aristocrats in a tiny (maybe 30 seat) arthouse theater. The owners of the theater (an old couple, probably in their 60s) came out and introduced the film, and while I only had a vague idea of what the movie was about, it was hilarious to see them introduce it. Just this old couple hilariously introducing the debauchery they knew was coming, but the audience really had no idea. Then, it was one of those times where the audience just made the movie, everyone's laughing at the right times, shutting up in time for the next jokes. I mean say what you want about South Park now, but when their scene came on, no one was prepared and it was legit one of the funniest things I'd ever seen, and the rest of the room thought so too.
All right, and the last one for now, the aforementioned Midsommar (small spoiler ahead, I guess). So saw this in a fairly full, but also small (number of seats wise) theater. It was one of those where the seats were recliners and they served food and drink...basically a very upscaled Alamo Drafthouse. Probably 25-30 people in there, but it probably only held 50, even though it was a regular size screen and theater room. Everyone is actually fairly invested in the movie (I think watching it on a small screen, you miss out on how good the 'trippy' parts are - I mean it's not Kubrick, but it's still fairly effective full sized). We get to the scene where the guy is in the barn trying to get one of the village chicks pregnant, and the old woman starts 'helping' him by pushing on his ass. It's weird how tense everyone is, being even more quiet than polite movie-going requires. I mean it's dead silent. Now I've had a couple beers and I can't help it, because it's hilarious, and I let out basically a loud sensible chuckle (I'm not busting out laughing, just like a single "heh-heh-heh"). And it just either broke the tension (which I'm not sure why there was any anyway), or people were laughing at me for some reason, but the whole theater cracked up. Just for a minute though. So I always have a soft spot for that movie and remember it as being much better than it actually was.
You faggots have any stories? I bet they don't involve a bunch of people screaming nigger and firing off guns. Or I guess that's actually pretty common, but it probably doesn't go into your good experiences column.
