I walked out on Babel, but only because my girlfriend at the time was really horny. I walked out on Transformers 3 because, while watching giant robots fuck each other up is fun, it was too long, I was too tired, and too faded. Otherwise, to quote: My momma aint raise no quitter.
I’ve been disappointed enough in plenty to walk out, but was usually with others, so I just sucked it up and made snide comments to my fellow viewers. But two that stand out are The Cook, The Thief, His Wife, and Her Lover–at the time I couldn’t handle what I felt was the gratuitous violence–and Mr. Destiny, as it was entirely too predictable.
A buddy of mine was really into Star Trek when he was a teenager, and he told me a story about a woman, apparently famous among Trekkers, who saw Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan a whole bunch of times but would always get up and leave the theater right before Spock died as a sort of protest.
Three of them that I can recall. Young Einstein starring Yahoo Serious when I was approx three/four years old? The Simpsons Movie (demanded my money back for that one, though I should have just not gone, since I knew full well the series has become a complete train wreck). And the latest Pirates of the Caribbean terribleness.
When I was maybe 13 I begged my mom to take me to Quest for Fire. I’d seen a “making of” show about the artistry, and how there was no dialogue, an entire film without dialogue. We had HBO, so I’d seen R rated flicks, but no way were my parents going to let me be corrupted at the local cineplex or put the poor ticket attendant in an awkward position. I swear not even 5 minutes into the movie the cave people are doing it doggie-style and my mom yanks me out of there too flustered to even talk about it. I saw the movie when I was older, and I really didn’t miss much. Cave people or not, dialogue might have been a better choice.
When I was little, I went to see A Bug’s Life with my dad and brother and when we got there, some asshat who worked at the cinema told us that the showtimes for A Bug’s Life were incorrect, that there wouldn’t be another showing for about two hours, and that we could see two movies for the price of one because of the inconvenience. So we watched about half of Mighty Joe Young and decided to go to the room for A Bug’s Life, just to see what was up. We walked in and A Bug’s Life was more than halfway finished and we were all like, “What the fuck?”
Did they give you your money back? Do theaters ever do that if you don’t like to movie? Is is ever reasonable to ask for your money back? Does anyone walk into a theater without knowing kinda what to expect?
These are questions.
I saw The Simpsons Movie at a dollar theater in Ohio the day after I finished cleaning out my grandparent’s house, who had been moved to assisted living/hospice center. The combination of a buffet dinner and serviceable, familiar comedy was nice, if ultimately unfulfilling.
I felt pretty justified. And I did get my money back. So that was nice. I only stayed for about 20 minutes or so, which might have helped? I demanded my money back as a form of protest, as I saw it then, protesting the fact that The Simpsons wasn’t given a dignified exit from television, and instead cynical executives ok’d a theatrical version of a show that was already threadbare on ideas. But I’m no hero.
i walk out of movies all the time. boredom, being number one reason. i’d rather read in the lobby (or listen to car radio) and wait. this, however, tends to annoy the person/people you’re with. fyi. (i walked out of Take Shelter saturday night.)
Went to see Nacho Libre with some friends and my x-girlfriend for some reason. I got exorbitantly high before hand and remember thinking that the movie was a kind of secret commentary on mexican-american stereotypes guised as a comedy (whatever that means). My x was drunk and after a while I decided it would be a good idea to hold and rub her hand which she didn’t seem to mind and returned the favor which made me hard. She got up to go to the bathroom so I waited for her in the aisle and when she came back I put my hand down her pants, pushed her against the fuzzy sound dampening wall, and made out with her for a while before asking if she wanted to go to the bathroom. She did. We fucked in a stall in the women’s room. I remember being especially glad that we picked the women’s room and not the men’s room. Jack Black, forgive us. Hallowed be thy name.
Walked out of “Firewall” starring Harrison Ford. I was with my 2 year old daughter. It was showing as part of “Reel Moms,” which was basically cheap movies at pre-matinee times with changing tables set up in the front row to attract recent parents who hadn’t gotten out to see a flick post-umbilical-snipping. When Ford’s character’s family got taken hostage and duct-taped, I started to think that maybe it was time to go check out Curious George and a fresh batch of Sno-Caps.
Only once. Darkman. Long ago. After watching gangsters gleefully chop off some guy’s fingers with a cigar clipper (if memory serves) they stick the mangled corpse up through a manhole cover and a car crushes what’s left of him. The moment the car hit the bloody face, the whole theater behind me burst into enthusiastic laughter. I walked the fuck out of there to go sit under and tree and shake. To be fair, though, I’d walked out not so much because of the film but because of the audience.
does falling asleep count? I fell asleep during The Butterfly Effect. Also, walked out of Pirates of the Caribbean #3, whatever it’s called. We had to leave because my little sister fell asleep and drooled on the guy beside her. Whenever I picked her up to leave I accidentally hit the dude in the face with her foot. And my sisters made me sit in the front row and buy like $50 worth of candy, it was a nightmare.
i go to the movies so rarely it doesnt occur to me to walk out, like i’m partly just kind of amazed to be in a theater with other people and i can kind of mentally distance myself from the film and consider the environment of the theater room with people’s heads in front of me and the exit sign and where is the next cough going to come from.
if i hadnt been with people i would have walked out of the family stone i remember hating that every line of that one diane keaton is a horrible person i think
while watching Interview with a Vampire, a friend of mine and i smuggled in the following items under our winter jackets in autumn: one 2 liter bottle Mt. Dew, one 2 liter bottle Diet Coke, one family size bag Cool Ranch Doritos, one family size bag Original Flavor Doritos, one large bag Peanut M&M’s. we consumed the contents in their entirety over the course of two hours. towards the end, i couldn’t bare the pressure on my bladder that all of the soda was making and i had to rush out of the theater, missing the part where Kirsten Dunst gets turned to dust.