Back in the 70s, I talked my friends into going to see a series of shorts called the NY Erotic Film Festival. I had seen it before and thought it was pretty cool. Some guys behind us kept yammering through the movie; one guy, who had seen it before kept saying stuff like, “Oh watch this.” “You’re not gonna believe what happens next,” etc. Finally I had had enough, and I turned around and said,“Hey man, shut the F*** up.” Out of the corner of my eye I saw my friends brace for a possible rumble. A few seconds later, some big biker dude, sitting in front of us, with several of his biker friends, turned around and said, “Right on, man”! I knew he, and his friends had our backs.
Goat about 4 years ago
If you didn’t like the ending, why the Dickens would you go see it twice?
J Short about 4 years ago
Back in the 70s, I talked my friends into going to see a series of shorts called the NY Erotic Film Festival. I had seen it before and thought it was pretty cool. Some guys behind us kept yammering through the movie; one guy, who had seen it before kept saying stuff like, “Oh watch this.” “You’re not gonna believe what happens next,” etc. Finally I had had enough, and I turned around and said,“Hey man, shut the F*** up.” Out of the corner of my eye I saw my friends brace for a possible rumble. A few seconds later, some big biker dude, sitting in front of us, with several of his biker friends, turned around and said, “Right on, man”! I knew he, and his friends had our backs.
jgreathead about 4 years ago
The ending was where he was ejected.
Stephen Gilberg about 4 years ago
I’ve heard about theaters where patrons regularly talk and only outsiders object.