Friday, June 12, 2009
Ok, so, I really hate the Arclight.
Like, I realllllly hate it.
I returned from yet another $14.50 movie a couple days ago, and all I want to do is share my hatred with the world.
The price is simply unacceptable. $14.50? FUG that. Totally not ok. I like the other theater near my house that charges $6. That one's great. And there's only been one shooting in the time I've been there.
I hate the design. If you've been to the Hollywood one, you should know what I mean when I say I feel like I'm walking through the halls of the Titanic.
And that's never a good feeling to have. I want to be at ease when I see a movie, not expecting at any minute the walls to collapse under the weight of the water and drown in the lower level of an enormous theater in Hollywood. All the walls are so elaborately designed, it's just disconcerting. I expect British gentleman to be smoking pipes outside the showroom talking about how they were yet again inconvenienced by poor people.
I hate the people that "introduce" the movie. They are just plain irritating.
"Yeahhh, National Treasure 2. Sweeeet. Who saw National Treasure 1? Woo!"
Totally unnecessary. Completely annoying.
And this particular time I had a guy who didn't know jack shit about the movie he was introducing. I was seeing Away We Go (It's great, you should check out my review on The Movie Wach) and he said this:
"Alright, guys! So this movie stars John Krasinski and Maya Rudolph! This has been a big year for Krasinski, what with T4: Salvation and all."
It hasn't. At all.
John Krasinski was not in T4: Salvation. First of all, the movie is only called Terminator Salvation. Secondofly, John Krasinski is not even in any movies remotely resembling Terminator. Christian Bale is in Terminator. He plays the character John Connor, so maybe that's where the confusion comes from.
I suppose this is an acceptable mistake if you are just someone saying it on the street, but not when you are someone who is supposed to know what the hell you're talking about. It's your job. I didn't even want to listen to him say things that are correct, let alone just make shit up.
I hate assigned seating. I even fly Southwest so I can pick my own seat. I don't want someone else to get a seat directly next to me, and then be obligated to sit there, as with the man that sat next to me at this particular show. There were like ten people in the theater.
I got up and moved, claiming I had accidently sat in the wrong seat.
Even after I validated my parking, I still had to pay three dollars.
That's that. I hate the Arclight, and I intend not to go ever again.
With all due respect,