The Last Harry Potter Movie
Tonight, I went to see the final Harry Potter movie: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2. I’ve been looking forward to it since I finished reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, which was about 13 hours after it was released. I waited to see the movie because I wanted to be able to really enjoy it. I didn’t want a crowded theater full of people talking, texting, or playing Angry Birds. I figured a Monday night at 9:40 would be perfect. And, I worked late tonight, but didn’t have anything planned after that. Perfect time for a movie.
I got there right on time, got my small popcorn, Sour Patch Kids, and small soda. (I won’t even go in to how slow the concession workers were. Let’s just say the guy in front of me got a free popcorn refill. That took almost 5 minutes and two tries.) The theater was about 1/3 full, which was more crowded than I expected, but I got a good seat near the back and settled in.
After 15 trailers ranging from “Happy Feet Two” to “Cowboys and Aliens” (I guess they weren’t sure what demographic was going to see Harry Potter.), the lights dimmed the whole way and the movie started. And a young child started cooing. WTF? I just spent $12 on a ticket, and $15 on snacks, and you’re little rugrat is going to ruin my Harry Potter Experience?
Who brings a young child to Harry Potter? At 9:40 pm? To a PG-13 movie? You must be a really bad parent!
After the kid kept cooing (at least he wasn’t screaming), the mother and the kid moved to the floor near the hallway from the entrance, but didn’t leave. At times, I could see the kid wandering across the middle of the theater (still wearing his bib). He was probably about 2.5-3. This poor kid. He’s going to need a lot of therapy, for multiple reasons:
- Your parents clearly don’t understand your needs, buddy. If they did, they would have put you to bed by 10 pm. I realize that maybe they couldn’t find a babysitter. But then stay home! Having kids changes your life. Sometimes, you have to put their needs ahead of your own. You can watch the movie on Netflix in a few months.
- The movie’s gotta be scary to a kid. There are goblins, dragons, people dying, Voldemort’s messed up face, snakes killing people. It is rated PG-13 for a reason. I read the book and knew how it was ended, but still found myself chewing on my finger a few times. Movies can scar kids. I know. I was older than this kid when I saw the movie on Bigfoot, and I’m still afraid of Sasquatches to this day. Luckily, I don’t run into them often enough to justify therapy for my fear. I’ve learned to cope.
- Your parents obviously have no manners. If they did, they wouldn’t bring a young kid, who can’t sit still (and shouldn’t be expect to) to the movies. So, they’re probably not going to be good at teaching you how to get along in society without acting up. Get used to the Principal’s Office. You’ll probably be there a lot.
I wanted to yell out, “You’re a bad parent” during one of the quieter parts of the movie. But I figured being disruptive might not be the best way to deal with disruptive behavior. And they left (or the kid fell asleep) about halfway through the movie.
The movie was awesome! You should go see it!
Bad Cellphone People
As if the cooing child wasn’t disruptive enough, the woman sitting next me left her cellphone on. I know that because it started ringing. She actually pulled it out, looked at the screen, and contemplated answering it for a few seconds before silencing it and putting it back in her purse.
I HATE the inappropriate use of cellphones. Humans have survived thousands of years without being in constant contact. You can sit through a 2 hour movie without talking your friends. (I always turn mine off, or at least put it in airplane mode. Vibrating phones are just as disruptive.) If she had answered, I might have been in the mood to take it from her and break it, or at least turn it off. It probably would have been worth paying to replace her phone just to see the look on her face. And I think I would have gotten applause from the rest of the theater.
When did we lose all manners? When did we decide it’s ok to bring your kid to an adult movie and just disrespect everyone around you? When did we decide not to jam cellphone signals in theaters? (I once was at a dance performance at the Kennedy Center. The woman down the row from me was using the light from her cell phone’s screen to write on a piece of notebook paper on her legs. She got offended when I asked her to turn her phone off.)
Am I over-reacting? Should I just give up and realize that most people have absolutely no consideration for those around them? What are your thoughts?