That's not what the Death card means

Obstacles and shortcuts
written 2007-05-05 20:42:47

Did you get your free comic books today?

I did. And I saw Spider-man 3. It was pretty good. Not stunning or anything. I mainly liked the performances of the supporting characters - J.K. Simmons as J. Jonah Jameson, Rosemary Harris as Aunt May, James Franco as Harry Osborn. Bruce Campbell continues the bit part trend as a French maitre d'. Tobey Maguire, Kirsten Dunst and Topher Grace were a little over the top, and Thomas Haden Church didn't get much opportunity to do anything.

I would like to apologize to the mother of the four year old and the six year old who sat next to me at the movie. Clearly, I was expecting too much when I hoped to be able to watch a movie without a question every fifteen seconds. "Mommy, what is Sandman doing? Did Sandman kill Spider-man? I have to go potty." I was not trying to imply anything about her ability to raise her children when I shhhh'ed them. I was just hoping to hear the last part of the movie, you know, the climax. It was not necessary to tell me that "no one shushes my kids" or that "if you didn't want to hear a kid ask questions about a movie, you should have stayed home." These are self-evident facts which do not require further interruption of my movie experience.

So, I'd just like to say, I'm sorry. Your life is presumably hard enough with me judging you. I did not intend additional emotional harm when I said, "Your children are not mature enough to see a film in a theater." I'm also sorry if you anticipated more of a fight - my days of squaring off against offended white trash mothers in public settings ended when I left the Landmark.

Wow, that was longer than I thought. I'm obviously a little conflicted here - I don't want my movie interrupted, but I also don't want to tell people how to raise their kids.

--20:42 PM, EDT, Ada, OH

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