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Commercials. I can watch fucking commercials at home for free. I do not need to pay $10 to see fucking commercials.
Melanin does not give one the right to have a conversation with a movie. I have yet to see any evidence that it give one the ability to have an intelligent conversation with the screen. Lived for a while near a theater frequented by these "suave urbanites" who always spat inanities at the screen in a jive accent. Gave some ratification to my disdain of "the other". Want to talk to the screen? Go see Rocky Fuckin' Horror.
I hear a cell phone (I hate the little fuckers on principle) during Reloaded, I will set it on vibrate and jam it up the ass of the cretin who brought it so that they need to change their pants whenever they get a call. Only those things directly related to my immediate personal saftey are important enough to justify interruption of my enjoyment of a movie.
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