When I was younger I would, occasionally buy some popcorn when seeing a movie. But usually I’d eat the popcorn during the trailers, during the stuff that doesn’t matter, where you can watch or eat or whatever.
The Day of the Doctor was 75 minutes long. Most movies are at least 100 plus minutes long.
Recently (fine, in the last 5+ years) if I’ve wanted to see a movie in the cinemas I’ve been waiting until it’s on its last few weeks of release, so I could go to the cinema and have space around me, so I’m not next to people chewing like a cow munches grass in the field or rustling around in a bucket of chaff and grains getting the last few bits out of the bucket.
The woman next to me in the cinema was younger than me (I found out through engaging in friendly conversation), though over 18 and also...I don’t know how to say this without sounding critical, but significantly larger than me and only just within the dimensions of the cinema seat.
I, at first engaged her in conversation and didn’t really pay attention to her bucket of popcorn, 2 bags of Maltesers and another packet of something that I couldn’t see or immediately identify. And a Vitamin Water.
Then, whilst chatting to me she started to eat, and then asked me a question (about Doctor Who) with a mouthful of Maltesers.
That’s when I wanted to quit on reality. Instead I did the next best thing and pulled out my phone and retreated to twitter.
People vomiting in front of me and people talking to me with a mouth full of something. Two things I cannot deal with.
Actually even the latter, if they’re at least a table’s width away from me I think I could deal with it. She was less than 20 centimetres away from me.
A bucket of popcorn, I’m not being deliberately facetious, it was a bucket size of popcorn. There were other sizes, I saw other people carrying other sizes of popcorn.
Two bags of Maltesers and something else unidentified.
I admit, I was glad that when I booked my ticket I decided to err on the side of caution and get an isle seat. This was in part because I thought it’d be busy but also because I have long legs and like to stretch out down the isle.
If I had been trapped next to the bucket of popcorn I think I may have screamed.
The talking to me with a mouthful of Maltesers almost sent me over the edge.
I would, I think have preferred to sit next to a child waving a sonic screwdriver about, they would have had more decorum.
75 minutes is not long enough to need a bucket of popcorn, 2 bags of Maltesers, an unidentified bag of something else and a Vitamin Water.
If it’s a normal length of movie, 100 plus minutes then maybe, understand going with one of those things.
But if you were watching The Day of the Doctor or indeed any 75 minute show at home, would you need or want that much stuff?
The Day of the Doctor was 75 minutes long. Most movies are at least 100 plus minutes long.
Recently (fine, in the last 5+ years) if I’ve wanted to see a movie in the cinemas I’ve been waiting until it’s on its last few weeks of release, so I could go to the cinema and have space around me, so I’m not next to people chewing like a cow munches grass in the field or rustling around in a bucket of chaff and grains getting the last few bits out of the bucket.
The woman next to me in the cinema was younger than me (I found out through engaging in friendly conversation), though over 18 and also...I don’t know how to say this without sounding critical, but significantly larger than me and only just within the dimensions of the cinema seat.
I, at first engaged her in conversation and didn’t really pay attention to her bucket of popcorn, 2 bags of Maltesers and another packet of something that I couldn’t see or immediately identify. And a Vitamin Water.
Then, whilst chatting to me she started to eat, and then asked me a question (about Doctor Who) with a mouthful of Maltesers.
That’s when I wanted to quit on reality. Instead I did the next best thing and pulled out my phone and retreated to twitter.
People vomiting in front of me and people talking to me with a mouth full of something. Two things I cannot deal with.
Actually even the latter, if they’re at least a table’s width away from me I think I could deal with it. She was less than 20 centimetres away from me.
A bucket of popcorn, I’m not being deliberately facetious, it was a bucket size of popcorn. There were other sizes, I saw other people carrying other sizes of popcorn.
Two bags of Maltesers and something else unidentified.
I admit, I was glad that when I booked my ticket I decided to err on the side of caution and get an isle seat. This was in part because I thought it’d be busy but also because I have long legs and like to stretch out down the isle.
If I had been trapped next to the bucket of popcorn I think I may have screamed.
The talking to me with a mouthful of Maltesers almost sent me over the edge.
I would, I think have preferred to sit next to a child waving a sonic screwdriver about, they would have had more decorum.
75 minutes is not long enough to need a bucket of popcorn, 2 bags of Maltesers, an unidentified bag of something else and a Vitamin Water.
If it’s a normal length of movie, 100 plus minutes then maybe, understand going with one of those things.
But if you were watching The Day of the Doctor or indeed any 75 minute show at home, would you need or want that much stuff?