The day after the Great CBA, Nic and I decided to go see Pirates of the Caribbean.
Now there's nothing all that astonishing about that, I know. But it was a Saturday night, and we decided to go to the cinema in Croydon so we could go to Frankie and Benny's beforehand (my favourite restaurant). Anyway, we ended up going to the 8.00 session or something.
Again, nothing astonishing about that. Nor anything astonishing about how packed the cinema was - I mean, it was a Saturday night, you've got to expect it, right?
But packed with children? And I mean, children... kids, aged like 7 or 8, all out at the movies on a Saturday night - a movie which is scheduled to finish around 11pm or so. Now call me old fashioned, but I think that little kids that age should be heading for bed around 8.30pm - not heading out to the movies. The reason we picked to go to a later session was so that we wouldn't encounter a load of children. I suppose I wouldn't have minded so much if they actually behaved. But you had one woman there with her 7 or 8 year old son, who clearly wasn't interested in the film, plus her toddler, who DEFINITELY wasn't interested in the film, as he kept crying all the time (and never once did she take him outside! Just stood off the side, trying to shut him up)... then there was the kid behind me, who needed the toilet part way through, tripped over someone's feet in the dark and decided to grab me by the hair as he walked past to steady himself.
Ironically, the same thing happened a few weeks ago when Jane and I went to see Spiderman 3. We wanted to go on a Saturday night to the 7.30pm session but it was fully sold out, so we ended up at the 8.30pm. I couldn't believe it, the cinema was absolutely packed, again with 7-8 year olds who don't understand the concept of shutting up when the film is actually on, but additionally, I was stuck in front of the kid who needed the toilet (very regularly), the kicky kid (who thought my chair was a football) - and - the piece de resistance - the Polish woman who translated the whole film into Polish for her daughter.
Only in England.
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RE Spiderman 3.
This has been our first encounter of peer pressure... at age 8 (and 6).
For some insane reason, most of the mothers of Lach's & Harry's classmates have completely disregarded the 'M' (yes mature, 15 yr+) rating and let THEIR kids see it.
We've had a whole weekend, nonstop, of upset littlies who just want to see the movie their mates have. Why do the makers take a comic hero (beloved by all littlies) and make a movie that's rated M?
As a discerning parent (well one who's trying to be) - I assume there's sufficient reason as to why it's not PG. We've said no - but I did concede that I will view it myself, and then make a final decision if they can see it.
The thing is Mel, it really is very violent and the boys will get nightmares at their age about it...
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