Anonymous 01/04/14(Sat) 17:46 UTC-5 No. 40237147
>Go see some horror movie years ago with a friend at midnight.
>Theater is empty except some black woman up front.
>she starts yelling.
>"NAW DONT GO IN THERE"
>"WHY YOU DO THAT"
>I yell back "TELL HER"
>"YEAH SEE THIS BOI GETS IT"
>"YEAH I GET IT"
>later, a person dies from being decapitated, the woman screams.
>"OOOOH DAYUM"
>yell back.
>"DO YOU THINK SHE'S DEAD"
>"HOW THE FUCK YOU GON LIVE WITH NO HEAD"
>"I DONT KNOW MAYBE AN AMBULANCE WILL COME"
>"THEY IN THE FUCKIN WOODS"
I hate peoples talking in the theater but this is wholesome
Maybe I love people yelling
There are two types of movie going experiences. One where you want the audience to be perfectly quiet and just get absorbed into the movie experience… And the other where audience participation is a big part of the thrill. If you go to an opening night showing, it’s typically the latter, especially for Blockbuster or cult favorite. Both types of experiences are good, but some of my most memorable movie experiences were loud cheering for the hero, people making comments, audience participation showings.
Yeah, you got me. I’m not sure if this was a voice to text error or just me being stupid, but it was probably just me being stupid. Fixed.
It would be cool if you could get tickets for showings with either yelling or no yelling.
Some theaters sell tickets to showings specifically for those who have small children.
Kinda like how restaurants used to have smoking and non-smoking sections
Once there was a young father with his two children talking over the movie. The movie was a documentary of sorts about wolves, but it was filmed from the perspective of a lone man who went to camp in the mountains to observe them, so it was quite magical. And the kids would talk in amazement whenever the film showed a wolf cub or something. It was a little distracting, but ultimately it kinda added to the wondrous feeling and I shrugged it off -it was fine. But a couple of older people were pissed at the kids, like really pissed. They kept commenting under their beards how it ruined the experience, then they started loudly arguing with the dad. They were the ones breaking everybody’s fun. I stood up, told them I was going to have them expelled, and they turned quiet. I was very happy about my decision this day