Just to give you a quick idea of what I thought of the film: it’s a notch below The Lord of the Rings, and quite a bit sillier, but this is fitting since this is also the relationship of The Hobbit book to the LOTR books. I did not see the movie at the higher frame rate, so I can’t give you an opinion on that. Overall, I’d give this film a high 3 out of 5 stars. For comparison, I would give the three Lord of the Rings movies 5, 4, and 5 stars out of 5, in that order.
No, I am doing this post in the hopes that maybe I have some latent voodoo ability that has as yet not manifested itself and by writing this I will be able to curse two sorry excuses for movie goers.
I was sitting there in the theater just starting to watch the first trailer when all of a sudden I could hear this screaming coming from the short hallway that separates the entrance from the seats. I turned to look and a man and woman walked in pushing a stroller. The screams were coming from the kid in the stroller.
They didn’t just sit in the front. No, they had to take the stroller up over the stairs, bump, bump, bump, which made the kid scream more. Once they settled down the kid continued to scream until his mother took him out of the stroller and held him. Soon she was texting away with one hand while bouncing the kid in the other. The few people that were sitting by them found seats much further away.
Either the kid was smart for his age or they’d had him in the stroller long past the time he should have been walking on his own because he soon showed the rest of us in the theater that he could talk. Sure, he didn’t have the largest vocabulary, but he did make up for that lack with an overabundance of volume.
It turns out his favorite word was “Mommy”. He said it approximately 5,000 times. Okay, admittedly it probably wasn’t that much. I lost count somewhere in the 3,000s.
What possesses these people who do this? I only go to the theater a few times a year and I bet that close to half the movies I have seen in the last three years have included a young child who doesn’t know to shut up. Yes, I understand babysitters are either hard to find or expensive, but so what? Maybe, just maybe, becoming a parent involves making some sacrifices like, I don’t know, not going to the movies together when you can’t leave the child with someone else?
Oh well, at least when I eventually watch this movie on Blu-ray I will be able to do it in the peace and quiet of my own home.
By the way, notice how quiet that young gentleman over in the right hand column looks? I bet you could take him to the movies and he wouldn’t cry.