I am adressing the moronic Mom and Dad who brought 2(count 'em, TWO) young children into the mid day screening of ‘Training Day’.
I will, for the moment, put aside the fact that these children made noise throughout the entire film. I don’t blame them, I blame you.
Don’t you think ‘Princess Diaries’ would have been more appropriate? Maybe a Disney film??? But Training Day??? I mean, it was a good film. I wanted to see it to. But let me clue ya into something. It was waaay too intense for young children!!! Christ, a couple of those scenes left me feeling scarred. You fucking idiots. I feel sorry for these kids. They should not have been subjected to that. You did them a disservice. What else are you taking them to? ‘Seven’? ‘Fight Club’? ‘The Blair Witch Project’?
Find a baby-sitter or choose a film that will not scar your impressionable children. I hope these kids can overcome your being their parents.
Heh, when I went to see ‘Saving Private Ryan’ the couple in the row in front of us brought their 3 year old son. I would have said something but my date didn’t want me to.
about 10 minutes into the movie “8mm”, a little child started making noise. my friend and i exchanged dumbstruck looks as i thought to myself, “that couldn’t be what it sounded like. no one would bring a child to this movie.” i turned around and sure enough, there was a kid who couldn’t have been more than 3 or 4.
if you aren’t familiar w/ the film, here’s a quote from a summary i found on imdb:
“In order to discover the truth, Welles (Nicolas Cage) must enlist aid from Max California (Joaquin Phoenix), a porn store clerk, as they travel through the depths of human perversion and encounter villains in the ‘alternative’ porn industry.”
I’ve told this story numerous times, but a couple wheeled a girl in a stroller into Kiss of the Dragon.
Remind me, that if I’m ever a director, I should take care to make sure all my movies get rated NC-17. That way I can honestly say that none of my movies have ever emotionally scarred small children.
Back in May, I attended an 11 pm showing of The Mummy Returns, a movie full of dead, scary-looking things popping up and screaming at you. I found myself startled more than once. At least half of the audience was under the age of ten, with a significant portion under age five.
People, it’s 11 on a school night! Take the kids home! Put them to bed! Pop in a copy of The Little Mermaid! If you must see the movie, get a sitter for your toddlers! Or if there’s no sitter…well, I guess you’re SOL. News flash! Being a mommy or daddy means occasionally giving up stuff you want to do!
on second thought, maybe i shouldn’t have commented in this thread. the first R-rated movie i ever saw (in the theatre at least) was Terminator 2 (T2 was rated R wasn’t it? i’m not 100% sure, so correct me if i’m wrong).
anyway, that came out in '91 which would have made me 11 at the time. i don’t feel too scarred by the experience.
Hear me out, here. See, I used to be one of those kids. I saw Nightmare on Elm Street, in the theater, when I was nine. I saw Friday the Thirteenth, in the theater, when I was six. I saw Alien, in the theater, when I was four. Did I cry, or scream, or freak out? Fuck no. I sat quietly and watched the nice people on the screen get disemboweled. And it hasn’t affected me one bit. [sub]yes it has[/sub] Shut up!
Where was I? Oh, yes. In my day, we knew how to behave themselves in a movie that was dramatically inappropriate for us. Kids today go all sqeamish over Anthony Hopkins dabbling in a little cannibalism. Little bastards haven’t got any spine. They’d fold right up at a midnight showing of Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
My dad loves horror movies. I mean really looooves horror movies. He dislikes movie theaters, though.
So, some of my earliest memories are of going to the drive-in. To see, movies like, The Exorcist, Carrie, The Last House on the Left, every zombie movie that came along, The Hills Have Eyes, and a whole heap of others.
All before I was 7. But I still love horror movies and frankly, I don’t think there have been any adverse effects.
Of course, my wife does say that I’m emotionally dead.
I did once score a 42 out of 200 on an internet “emotional i.q.” test.
I’m never, ever alone in the dark.
I haven’t been able to quit crying since 1983.
But, other than that, I’m doing o.k.
There were a number of toddlers in the theater when I saw “Gladiator” (at past 9 on a school night) … great people, brilliant. Your kid is really going to be fascinated with the depiction of (fictionalized) Roman society. They’ll be thrilled watching tigers try to rip people to shreds. They’ll be on the edge of their seats, enraptured with the story of a man’s love for his sister.
Do these people think for even thirty seconds before taking their kids into a theater showing this kind of stuff? Especially if said kids can’t sit through a three hour movie (and I don’t blame them, I couldn’t either at that age) …
I swear, when I’m rich and … well, rich, I’m going to live on a little bitty island and not deal with people at all. Invitation only. I’m turning into Ebenezer bloody Scrooge.
When my kid was about 5, we went to see from dusk till dawn. I didnt think about it, total mind fart. However, he thought it was funny. He has never been scared by horror films(I dont care for them, myself), and if allowed he would watch The Mummy 24/7(we have it on DVD). Hes 8 now, and he really wants to see the sequal. As soon as I am recovered from my surgery, were going.
