Saturday Night at the Movies
Normally, I’m not really into movies. I think most movies these days are stupid. When I do see movies, I’m partial to independent films. Most anything showing at the Uptown or the Lagoon I’ll probably like. At the Plymouth 12 or the St. Louis Park 6, not so much.
Despite all that, I agreed to go see a movie at Southdale on Saturday night. So this is not only seeing a “normal” movie, this is seeing a movie on a Saturday night. When errbody is out.
So we all know the scene. Having to park on the other side of the mall. Dropping one of your party off to get your tickets while you park. The long lines. The milling crowds. All that I can deal with. It’s annoying, but I get it. It’s crowded.
What got me was all the children. I swear, every pre-teen in Edina was there. The kids who are not old enough to do fun stuff that pay for whatever movie is left. Because I know all those 12-year-olds were not interested in seeing Prime. The kids who held entire conversations throughout the course of the movie. The kids who had their cellphones out the whole time, sending text messages. The kid in front of me with his Blackberry! I swear I looked between the seats in front of me and saw Outlook on the screen as his thumbs tap-tap-tapped away.
Kee-rist. The movie was actually not bad (I’d say wait for it to come out on DVD). For $8, though, I’d like a better theater-going experience. So I’ll go back to not going to the movies now.
