...that is to say that for the first time ever, I have yelled at someone in the theater. That bitch was having a fucking conversation on her damn phone during the movie. Oh HELLLLLL no. For fuck's sake! I *hate* being confrontational, especially with strangers. I always expect the worst from people (like them pulling out a gun or knife or something), so when I actually get pissed off at a stranger, you know I'm ready to throw down. It felt surprisingly good after I did it though. Her only response was to tell me to "calm down" twice like a stupid fucking cow. I was perfectly calm before you decided to be a thoughtless asshole, bitch.
Anyway, uh.... good movie. Only paid a buck to see it, too, but it sadly reiterates why I hate going to the movies to begin with.