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From My Front Porch

Wednesday, March 27, 2002

Movie going trials and tribulations

The Oscar buzz has brought to mind a personal movie-going experience from this past season.

"Monster's Inc." is one movie I thoroughly enjoyed and can highly recommend. It is an adorable take on the lives of those otherworldly monsters

we have all grown up thinking at one time or another monsters actually live under our dusty beds and in our dark closets. In this flick we are enlightened to the fact that these monsters are actually more afraid of us than we are of them. A point that I thoroughly understand, but will not preclude me from, even at my age, making sure all closet doors are shut and that my hands and feet are not hanging off the bed while I sleep. I like everything tucked in nice and tight, thank you very much!

It was during a family outing to Springfield that we first viewed the movie, "Monster's Inc." It was also our first experience attending one movie during the much bally-hooed and over-commercialized premiere of another movie.

Unbeknownst to the Madden family, the Harry Potter movie was scheduled to premier the same evening we decided to venture to the big city for some quality time together. We should have known something of seemingly great importance was going on when we pulled into the parking lot of the theater and were greeted by three RVs with satellite dishes on their roofs. It seems that each of the local television and radio stations was determined to get the scoop on the goings on for Harry Potter's opening night in Greene County, Missouri.

We waded through the "sold out" notices for Potter and bought our monster movie tickets, walking past hundreds of folks of all ages who were relieved to be in THE line. We found our seats and began waiting with all of the other foolish ones and the Harry Potter rejects.

It was 15 or so minutes after the scheduled start time of "Monster's Inc." that I finally had had enough of being ignored by what I am sure was an over-worked theater staff. Nevertheless, we were paying customers, so I stepped outside and asked the popcorn person to call the manager and request that he "hit the play button, please."

He did, but as far as we were concerned he hit the wrong one. Just as a movie that was unacceptably rated for the available audience began, a group of 100 or so teen-agers started lining the walls of the room where we were seated. Finally one of them announced," You are in the wrong room. "Monster's Inc." is showing in number 15." At this point, some of us had been waiting for well over an hour and a half.

So, we gathered up our children, diaper bags and purses and moved to theater number 15, under protest, I might add. After the movie was finally over and as the audience members left the theater, we were each given a free movie pass. I realize now the pass is practically worthless because in the ad for every movie I want to see it plainly reads, "No passes allowed."

I am beginning to think that video is the only way to go. For one thing, the popcorn and drinks are a whole lot cheaper. Then again there is no guarantee teen-agers won't come in and tell you you're in the wrong room.

Barbara is a free-lance writer who lives in Willow Springs with her family and their black Labrador, Susie Belle.