Mrs.B and I went to see The Black Phone today. Gotta say that I was surprisingly drawn in all the way through. There were some things that I think were just added in for shock value but overall a very well made psychological thriller IMO.
The only real issue we had was that my wife can be easily distracted by simple things when she is trying to concentrate. So when the couple sitting next to us wanted to "whisper" a conversation through the first half hour of the movie...By "whisper" I mean talk about a lot of nothing about the movie but what she was looking at on her phone...my wife didn't hesitate to lean over and sternly let them know that she could hear every word that they were saying instead of the movie that we all paid to see.
I, on the other hand can normally tune that kind of crap out, lots of practice from having partial hearing loss from years of ear abuse, so I didn't hardly even realize she even said anything.
After Mrs. B snapped and popped they flew straight for the rest of the flick. Thankfully so too because I really don't like causing a scene but will if needed to.
The funny part of the whole thing was that once the movie was over and the exit music started those two jumped out of their seats and were the first out the door even though they were the farthest from the door. They bothe were like George Castanza in the retirement home during the fire drill.
I was half expecting to get into a bit of a tussle on the way out and kept looking around but they were nowhere to be seen. I guess that was that.
There is a reason why they put that clip on the screen before a show. Though I still find it amazing how self absorbed we have become as a populace that people will pay upward of $30 for two movie tix to jack leg on their phones in a dark theater instead of be in the moment and just disengage from cyber life that's about as real as the fictitious story we are trying to watch. Screw with the dad-blamed phones when it's appropriate, not in a theater or behind the wheel!!
Ok sorry about that and thanks for the opportunity to vent a little.
Rant over now.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled program of laughs and fun.
The only real issue we had was that my wife can be easily distracted by simple things when she is trying to concentrate. So when the couple sitting next to us wanted to "whisper" a conversation through the first half hour of the movie...By "whisper" I mean talk about a lot of nothing about the movie but what she was looking at on her phone...my wife didn't hesitate to lean over and sternly let them know that she could hear every word that they were saying instead of the movie that we all paid to see.
I, on the other hand can normally tune that kind of crap out, lots of practice from having partial hearing loss from years of ear abuse, so I didn't hardly even realize she even said anything.
After Mrs. B snapped and popped they flew straight for the rest of the flick. Thankfully so too because I really don't like causing a scene but will if needed to.
The funny part of the whole thing was that once the movie was over and the exit music started those two jumped out of their seats and were the first out the door even though they were the farthest from the door. They bothe were like George Castanza in the retirement home during the fire drill.
I was half expecting to get into a bit of a tussle on the way out and kept looking around but they were nowhere to be seen. I guess that was that.
There is a reason why they put that clip on the screen before a show. Though I still find it amazing how self absorbed we have become as a populace that people will pay upward of $30 for two movie tix to jack leg on their phones in a dark theater instead of be in the moment and just disengage from cyber life that's about as real as the fictitious story we are trying to watch. Screw with the dad-blamed phones when it's appropriate, not in a theater or behind the wheel!!
Ok sorry about that and thanks for the opportunity to vent a little.
Rant over now.
We now return you to your regularly scheduled program of laughs and fun.