Godbless that Internet eh?
Helping the formerly unfuckable find love since the mid 90s. This is the unfortunate tale of the Weird Worst Couple.
They were in their 40s, totally unfuckable (even by German standards), and from the moment they walked in, obviously weird. Socially weird. Weird weird.
Many of my pains have come from theater hoppers. They never seem to know what the fuck they're sitting in on. Like the two teenage Mexican girls who were in the theater (accounting for 2 of the 10 present for that showing) for the first 15 minutes of Appaloosa.
This strange couple of mutants fit the description perfectly. They didn't know what this was and no idear what they wanted to do. This became evident when they sat down (right next to me) and began discussing it. This started just before the previews and right on through them. Full on talking volume, mind you. No discretion, consideration or boundaries.
I bit my tongue.
Ten minutes into the movie I snap.
"if you have something to discuss take it outside!" I quietly yell.
What was their response?
A. "My bad"
B. "Sorry we just..."
C. A look as if I was the rude one.
D. to burst into flaming demons
I was expecting D but got a whole lotta C.
Ever want to stab a stranger in the eyes with your keys? Give it time.
The conversation continued at a slightly less irritating volume and and resulted in the dapper male half of this two headed Siamese shit sculpture leaving somewhere in the first 40 mins. The female aspiring country singer half of this late term abortion of a couple would finally decide to seek out her prince somewhere in the last half of the movie. You know where it started to get really good? Yeah, that part.
Inconfuckingceivable.
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