During the previews for movies these days, a PSA comes on where you hear a cell phone ring and a baby cry. The point of the PSA is Don't Add Your Own Soundtrack, be courteous to others, etc. Someone didn't get the message. We had a toddler and an infant behind us who made noise throughout the movie and their clueless parents/guardians/whatever couldn't or wouldn't do anything about it. It was so loud and so frequent that it was impossible to ignore. I'm mad at the parents/guardians/whatever this morning but I'm also mad at the theater for even allowing them in. There was nothing in that film for those two kids but once they're inside, the only way to deal with it is to get up, go find a manager, and confront them. Not only will you miss a large chunk of the movie, they may decide to do nothing about it or you might end up in an even larger brouhaha. Who wants to do that? Back in the days of ushers, they would have been asked to leave. That theater is getting a letter from me but I doubt anything will change.
About the movie: It's a continuation of Casino Royale. The action is relentless, really fast, and the camera is right in the middle of it most of the time. It's so close that it's a little hard to follow. It wasn't as good as Casino Royale but I still liked it.
One from the CrabAppleLane front yard on this rather bleak Sunday afternoon.
Quote of the Day
I really think you people should find a better place to meet.
James Bond, Quantum of Solace
Blog of the day here.
Quote from said blog: "I've raised this before as "bums on seats" was once suggested by tv film critic Barry Norman. If you paid say £4 to see Casino Royale 2 years ago and now pay £6.50 to see QOS, now times both by 1 or 10 million and you see where we're coming from."
