Saw this ominous article today:
Um... how about no.
When I go to the cineplex I'm there to see and hear the movie. I don't want to hear the audience around me squealing and groaning like the rusty hinges on the doorway to Hell.
You wanna sing along to Queen's greatest hits? That's what concerts are for. And if you missed seeing them live back in the day, well, that's your tough sh*t then. You should have been born earlier.
How about we all leave the singing to the characters on the screen please, and let the audience use their mouths as popcorn receptacles.
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