Wednesday 29 April 2009

When At the Movies

People who truly savour the occasion of watching films have certain set ideas about their seats. It is seen that top row seats are the hottest in demand and are the first ones to be sold out. My family and I are movie aficionados and we try and watch as many films as we can, together. Luckily for us, there is a very comfortable theatre at walking distance from our residence, and off late that has become the only theatre we go to. I have been the one who got tickets at a majority of occasions. I used to feel lucky on learning that the top row seats were still not booked and would grab them immediately. But after a few instances in the top row, my preference has changed from 'top row' to 'anything but top row'. The reason is simple. There are always late comers to movies, always. And these late comers, instead of seeking help from the ushers, like to probe into the darkness with the help of seats, and the people seated on them. they will invariably kick the seats (I wonder how), especially the ones in the top row, as that is the common passage to all the seats. Imagine, you are engrossed in the film, the story is opening up, you have settled down with your companions and popcorn and suddenly - just as you are about to hear the opening dialogue, you get a good jerk on your seat from a dear late comer. There's not much you can do about it besides grumbling and cursing the culprit. Such offenders very conveniently forget to apologise, I doubt if they even entertain the thought. In fact some of them return with an encore to give you a harder kick because their seat is on the other side. The late comer has finally found his seat and is now getting into the movie, probably by pestering his neighbour to tell him all that he has missed. And you are completely disoriented and it takes you another 15 minutes to get back into the film.

Its not that I hate late comers to movies; its their misbehaviour that irks me. I have been late only once for a movie, but trust me I did not as much as come close to a seat while foraging for my seat, forget about giving the already seated audience jerks. That's precisely the reason I don't understand how people manage to 'kick' seats. I mean, you are supposed to be walking for heaven's sake! Have some courtesy! Or maybe that's how the average man is today- inconsiderate and discourteous, and I'm only expecting the impossible... yes, I guess I am. Because when you don't have late arrivals, you have these great souls who, in the middle of a movie, will suddenly want to stretch their lower limbs and land a nice push onto your seat. And its not just 'a' push that I'm talking about; its a series of pushes and kicks that goes on till the great soul is satisfied. Such is the disregard in the minds of the masses about others' convenience, such is their selfishness and such is their ill-mannered, ill-bred and uncouth bearing. All this comes out from such small incidences that I fear to dwell upon bigger happenings of social life.

Well the long and short of the story is that i have now begun to seek seats which are a little away from the top row. The guy at the ticket counter gives me strange looks sometimes wondering if I'm a novice into theatres. But let him think what he wants to. I do not believe in spending money to watch a film only to get kicked by late arrivals.

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