One word...Redbox.
I don’t do movie-house, $50 ticket & snack excursions anymore. Used to be an enjoyable experience. Used to love an afternoon matinee or a Saturday night “date” with the wife. Not anymore. Nowadays, you deal with jerks on cellphones, or someone chattering with their neighbor the entire movie, or the thump, thump, thump of someone kicking the back of your seat, or groups of gangstas hovering around the theatre entrance.
No thanks. I’ll wait for it to come out on Redbox if I want to see it.
UNLESS...the actor has turned into a public jerk, espousing some sort of crap (liberal) dogma. In that case, there won’t even be a Redbox moment for them with me. They’re off my list.
If the line at the Redbox last night was any indication...a lot of folks feel the same way.
The last movie I paid to see was D'Souza's documentary 2016: Obama's America. Before that, it was Amazing Grace, circa 2005.
We were planning to go to Clint Eastwood's last baseball movie, but couldn't fit it in the schedule before it left.