So A. wanted to have a Father/Son day today. I asked him what he wanted to do, and we decided to go catch The Fantastic Four at Parkside. Problem is that Parkside is currently having a promotion where you get a free drink and popcorn with a ticket purchase (ends today). The place was a mad house. The movie we wanted to see was sold out, so we decided to see War of the Worlds instead. After getting our tickets we got in line for snacks. And waited a lot more! We finally got our snacks and got in the movie during the trailers. Of course the only seats left were in the very front row.
Now, I know I have motion sickness issues and I that it was probably going to make me ill, but this is for my son. I figured I’d tough it out. Turns out the apple didn’t fall far from the tree on that one. He started feeling really bad. At first I thought it might be the popcorn, nachos and candy but once all that was gone he kept getting progressively worse. Finally I asked him if he wanted to leave. “But you’d have wasted all that money!” he says.
God, I love my kid. He was going to sit there and suffer because he didn’t want my money to be wasted.
I assured him it was ok, and we cut out. Caught about an hour of the movie.
What we saw was pretty good, though.
Now we’re home, and after laying down for just a few minutes he’s already feeling better. So yeah…no more front row seating for him.
And now, a small rant…
I really don’t think it’s fair that movie theaters charge the same price for tickets in that section. Let’s face it. They suck. It’s VERY hard to enjoy a movie when you’re sitting there, and you’re usually sore and nauseous afterward. They should have two-tiered seating and charge less to sit in that section. That way you’d know before you decided to purchase your tickets whether or not you have to sit in the suck ass section and you wouldn’t get ripped off.
Of course, it would also be nice if they just had assigned seating.
Tell you what, big movie chains…You want my business? Give me more incentive to get out of the house. Assigned seating. Age restricted theaters. Enforced “silence is golden” rules. Make it so that it’s not more appealing for me to stay at home.
And here’s the kicker – You can charge more for it. Premium services, baby! I’d pay it!
Just my two cents.
So now A. and J. are playing video games. The Father/Son day was cut short.
Ah well.
