Comments on: Box Office Rip-Off http://www.nittanyturkey.com/archives/2006/06/26/152/ Mostly about Penn State football, this is a tale told by idiots, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. Tue, 06 Jan 2009 08:42:15 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 By: The Nittany Turkey http://www.nittanyturkey.com/archives/2006/06/26/152/comment-page-1/#comment-4587 The Nittany Turkey Mon, 26 Jun 2006 22:43:40 +0000 http://www.mrbig.com/tnt/archives/2006/06/26/152/#comment-4587 Wow! What a lucky guess! In a year or two, when it comes to the home screen in an easy form to swallow that does not cost any money, I might share my thoughts about it with you. By then, the Greenland coast will probably be back to normal and the conjectures made by Kyoto Al will be moot. Or maybe not. Who knows? (That is the point, is it not?) P.S. I fixed the problem with the backslashes before apostrophes in comments. ---TNT Wow! What a lucky guess! In a year or two, when it comes to the home screen in an easy form to swallow that does not cost any money, I might share my thoughts about it with you. By then, the Greenland coast will probably be back to normal and the conjectures made by Kyoto Al will be moot. Or maybe not. Who knows? (That is the point, is it not?)

P.S.

I fixed the problem with the backslashes before apostrophes in comments.

—TNT

]]> By: The Redhead http://www.nittanyturkey.com/archives/2006/06/26/152/comment-page-1/#comment-4585 The Redhead Mon, 26 Jun 2006 21:22:58 +0000 http://www.mrbig.com/tnt/archives/2006/06/26/152/#comment-4585 Actually, it was the new Al Gore film about global warming. It just warms my liberal heart that you guessed it! Actually, it was the new Al Gore film about global warming. It just warms my liberal heart that you guessed it!

]]> By: The Nittany Turkey http://www.nittanyturkey.com/archives/2006/06/26/152/comment-page-1/#comment-4583 The Nittany Turkey Mon, 26 Jun 2006 18:15:43 +0000 http://www.mrbig.com/tnt/archives/2006/06/26/152/#comment-4583 Yeah, you nailed it, Redhead...I haven't gone to the movies for years for all the reasons you mentioned plus one: the ubiquitous cell phone. I don't know why people think it's OK to blab on the phone in public settings. I mean, restaurants are bad enough, but they're places where conversations (hopefully, in normal tones) are expected. The cinema, as you stated, should be devoid of conversations once the film starts, yet the undisciplined and indifferent weenies of today think it's OK. Add cell phones, on which people think they have to yell loudly enough to be heard on the other end without a damn phone, and you have an intolerably rude situation. That situation doesn't exist in my family room. If it did, I'd act as the usher and kick its ass out the door. Thus, I tend to wait for whatever movies are still worthwhile---and you correctly assert that there are damn few---to come to my home screen via Pay-per-view or HBO. And there ain't that many worth paying for. I only pay for HBO because they have pretty damn good boxing matches. However, I must disagree with you (as usual) on a couple of points. I don't care about the remoteness of the parking. After all, obesity is epidemic in this country today, so why not get some exercise by hiking from the outer banks (last I heard, they were in North Carolina). As I recall, you once complained that we would need a bus to get to a certain Chinese restaurant from where I parked, so I don't want to hear any more complaints about that. If I were to go to a theater to see a movie, which is highly unlikely, I would prefer a large enough drink or container of pseudo-popcorn that I will not have to leave my seat where my lardass is firmly planted for two hours. That's a hypothetical situation, because I don't go to the movies; a more realistic scenario would involve a sporting event, at which I get the gigantic size beer so I can sit there until halftime, when I go water my lily while the action temporarily suspended for the halftime leakfest. Once drained, I pick up another gigantic sized beer for the second half. Thus, I don't agree with you there, either. Lastly, I hope you didn't have to go through all this inconvenience accompanied by the stinging insult of bad popcorn just to see Algore's recent polemic. The French liked it at Cannes, which should have been a tipper-off (pun intended), and it's the only film this summer that I can recall having received five stars out of five from our local reviewer, who I believe came over from the movie team at <em>Pravda</em> in a three player deal. (Nikolai Rachimoorov no doubt uses a pseudonym based on a former cinematic James Bond to mask his identity.) Yeah, you nailed it, Redhead…I haven’t gone to the movies for years for all the reasons you mentioned plus one: the ubiquitous cell phone. I don’t know why people think it’s OK to blab on the phone in public settings. I mean, restaurants are bad enough, but they’re places where conversations (hopefully, in normal tones) are expected. The cinema, as you stated, should be devoid of conversations once the film starts, yet the undisciplined and indifferent weenies of today think it’s OK. Add cell phones, on which people think they have to yell loudly enough to be heard on the other end without a damn phone, and you have an intolerably rude situation.

That situation doesn’t exist in my family room. If it did, I’d act as the usher and kick its ass out the door. Thus, I tend to wait for whatever movies are still worthwhile—and you correctly assert that there are damn few—to come to my home screen via Pay-per-view or HBO. And there ain’t that many worth paying for. I only pay for HBO because they have pretty damn good boxing matches.

However, I must disagree with you (as usual) on a couple of points.

I don’t care about the remoteness of the parking. After all, obesity is epidemic in this country today, so why not get some exercise by hiking from the outer banks (last I heard, they were in North Carolina). As I recall, you once complained that we would need a bus to get to a certain Chinese restaurant from where I parked, so I don’t want to hear any more complaints about that.

If I were to go to a theater to see a movie, which is highly unlikely, I would prefer a large enough drink or container of pseudo-popcorn that I will not have to leave my seat where my lardass is firmly planted for two hours. That’s a hypothetical situation, because I don’t go to the movies; a more realistic scenario would involve a sporting event, at which I get the gigantic size beer so I can sit there until halftime, when I go water my lily while the action temporarily suspended for the halftime leakfest. Once drained, I pick up another gigantic sized beer for the second half. Thus, I don’t agree with you there, either.

Lastly, I hope you didn’t have to go through all this inconvenience accompanied by the stinging insult of bad popcorn just to see Algore’s recent polemic. The French liked it at Cannes, which should have been a tipper-off (pun intended), and it’s the only film this summer that I can recall having received five stars out of five from our local reviewer, who I believe came over from the movie team at Pravda in a three player deal. (Nikolai Rachimoorov no doubt uses a pseudonym based on a former cinematic James Bond to mask his identity.)

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