"Last month the Bagger was at an industry preview of "The Reader," and totally flipped his lid when the couple next to him chattered happily through a scene in which a young man walks silently through a concentration camp. 'Are you twits really going to talk your way through a scene at a concentration camp?' he hissed."
I love going to the movies, and because I have a friend who is an adept internet pirate, the only time I pay for a film is when I know it is "going to be good." In those instances, I'll pull together some of the guys and order-up VIP seats at the AMC Loews Waterfront 22, usually on opening night. Because of the cost premium for the reserved seats, the typical waterfront riff-raff is kept down on the lower level, and it's rare to have to confront a clueless, rude moviegoer who might ruin my precious and important experience with stupid chit-chat or random texting.
Occasionally though, it happens, but I am now prepared.
Note: Photo above is from the "Coolest Movie Theater in Hong Kong."