Reply #72: The absolute winner/loser I've experienced [View All]

[Withywindle]

Man, I'll never forget this! Christmas Day, when all us heathens go to the movies. Toddler. Couldn't've been more than three. Shrieking up a storm. "Parents," and I put that in quotes for a reason, couldn't be bothered to take the obviously traumatized child out for benefit of either the child or the now-traumatized other viewers. They thought walking him/her up and down the aisle like a dog would help.

The movie?

The heartwarming, gentle, and family-friendly Gangs of New York.

YOu know, I'm grateful to my own parents. I remember the first time I was ever taken to the movies. I was five, which is at least old enough to follow and understand a simple story. It was a privilege I earned by proving I was capable of sitting quietly for two hours. The movie was Bambi. I was totally traumatized by Bambi's mother getting shot, but it had been made VERY clear to me that if I was going to cry, I needed to do so quietly or we were going to leave before the story got happier.