We blame children often for noise and disruption in cinemas.
Before I get going, two things.
Bear with me on it though, as I do want to suggest something at the end.
Secondly, Im sympathetic to parents too.
Meanwhile, back on Earth, sometimes youre just exhausted.
Its why we haveShreksequels.
Lets take my trip toAlexander And The Terrible, Horrible, No Good Very Bad Dayfirst.
It was a Sunday afternoon, and the screen in question was about half full.
We were perched up in the top corner, and one of my youngsters was making a little noise.
I neednt have bothered.
They were too busy answering a phone call.
Yep: not checking their messages.
Not browsing the internet.
The conversation went on, despite requisite glaring and request for shushing.
Fast forward to Tuesday then, and we bravedThe Book Of Life.
This time, though, the mobile phone brigade was out in force.
As the film progressed, it became clear that this was the tip of the proverbial mobile phone mast.
At one stage, I counted nine mobile phones on the go.
But I do think theres an escape clause in there with the whole parental exhaustion thing.
Its flat out selfish, and hugely unfair to everyone else who wants to watch the film.
It certainly was on Tuesday afternoon.
Lets just say it doesnt always go well.
He didnt quite phrase it like that.
But also, not wishing to pass the buck: its not my responsibility, is it?
If they cant, then surely the cinema is one of the last places they should be.
Its not the kids you’re gonna wanna watch out for.
Its the selfish parents…
