driving the bus to hell

it seems that while i was out watching sin city, everybody else was commenting on my blog, telling me i should see it. so now we all caught up. i loved it.
and as keif mentioned, also coming soon (in addition to batman begins) is the hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, starring one of my favourites, mos def, as the inimitable, wisely towel-carrying ford prefect. once dude doesn't ruin revenge of the sith (episodes 1+2 were shit- visually stunning, but shit nonetheless) it should be a good movie summer for me. i'm also hearing about the fantastic 4, but once i get batman and hitchhikers guide, i'll be set and everything else is bonus.

i loved sin city. i saw the graphic novel, frame by moving frame, and was pleased.
but i'd like to vent my frustration in the hopes that the dick-cheese-for-brains couple that sat behind us during the movie can actually read, and might possibly find this and learn why they should never have been allowed to breed.
and so that there can be no doubt in their puny little minds that i'm speaking of (and directly to) them, they sat in the furthest row up, house left, for the 3.55p.m. showing of sin city (theatre a, not b) @ the newish gallery place/chinatown movie theatre in d.c.(n.w.) on sunday april 3 (2005), thus ruining part of my 3rd wedding anniversary.
as a sometime writer/actor, i'm more aggressively against censorship than many, and as an independent thinker i believe in letting people make their own decisions and fuck up on their own. but i must intervene to say that if your child is not yet old enough to be aware of the convention of not babbling constantly and kicking the backs of others' seats for the full 2hour-duration of a movie that we paid far more than we should to see, then perhaps you should especially not be bringing said innocent child to see sin city (the name alone! if only you were smart enough...)- just because it's a sunday matinee does not make it appropriate for a 4year-old. it's still rated 'r', and with good reason that doesn't translate as an invitation to 'retards'- who would be you, not your poor child, although it seems you already working on that.
it's not his fault that he cries and chatters when the near-naked women kill the asshole dudes- it's yours, for bringing his impressionable mind to a film he's clearly not ready for.
i don't have children yet because there are sacrifices required that i'm not ready to make yet. but if you have children, for any reason, then you either find a sitter, or make the fucking sacrifice and deal with it.
in the words made famous by everybody's favourite will-sing-for-crack-addict "...the children are the future, teach them well..."
your baby musta learned some serious, life-changing shit @ yesterday's family outing.
you must be so proud.
because of course, you're far too vacuous to realise that you should put aside your desire to see this movie until you can do so without a 4year-old in tow, as evidenced by your not getting the hint from the many, many, many angry looks and grumbles you got from myself, my husband, the others in our rows and the 10 rows in front of us, as we all tried to make our point without loudly using foul language with regard to your person and lack of mental faculties in front of your apparently already abused child. in retrospect, i should have turned around and cussed your asses anyway, because sin city was fully preparing his developing mind for the things i wanted to say, and it's not like i could hear the dialogue i paid so dearly for anyway.
you should not be allowed to care for a child, and if you read this, i hope you feel like the shits that you are.
and while i do not presume to know anything about the details of your relationship and division of responsibility, i also found it shitty when 3quarter-way through the film, the 'mother' suddenly (finally!) realised that perhaps she should remove the rugrat, but the 'father' (i use these parental terms loosely) got to stay and watch the rest of the movie, like it wasn't his family too.
i hope your kid yakked all over your favourite clothes when you finally left, and if the poor baby has nightmares, i hope he keeps you both up all night, every night for the next 3years. you stink.

that aside, sin city was great, and we'll prob'ly try to see it again, without the assholes.
walk good.