The Revenge of the Angry Movie Goers
Star Wars opening day 10:30pm, my best friend and I were waiting in line in the cold, along with countless light sabers and Darth Vader mask donning men, waiting for the 12:01am showing of Star Wars, Episode III, Revenge of the Sith. While I’m not a gynormous Star Wars fan, my best friend and I got free tickets that day to see it, so we thought, what the heck. 2/3 of the way through the movie, just as the climax of the story was about to start; we hear this horrid thump-thump-thump noise and the movie went blank! Mass hysteria hit and “woahs” and “ahhs” and “GASPS” ringed throughout the theater. A few people jumped ship and went to another movie screen, while the rest of us sat there, hungry lions ready to devour the next poor theater worker walking into our domain. He sheepishly walked in front of the angry mob while everyone “booed” him and told us to stay still for 5 minutes while he fixed the movie reel. 5 minutes later, the same poor sacrificial lamb came into the theater, telling us that while he has fixed the problem, we would loose 20 minutes of the show. 20 minutes!? There was only 40 minutes left and we’re going to miss half of that? I don’t think so. Pandemonium swept through the theater and I was surprised that no one started a riot. People demanded to speak to the manager but alas! It was now 2:00 in the morning and no mangers were in sight. We got our free tickets and got out of the theater. I timidly looked behind me, half expecting to see Darth Vaders light sabering the theater worker’s butt, but thankfully, Obiwan from theater 2 ran out to the kid’s rescue and bloodshed was averted.