From the “You can’t make this stuff up!”/”Small towns are a hoot”! department. Or how about “Erudite blogger mingles with the LCD!? (lowest common denominator)” Note sarcasm:
“Well, Jo Ann and I don’t go to the movies much, so we thought ‘what the hell, even though comic book heroes [Avengers: Endgame] are not our favorite past time, the cultural experience sitting with a live audience should be worth it – so we went last night to the GV del Oro theater and wedged ourselves between an interesting menagerie of humanity that included a pair of motor-mouths behind us rattling their popcorn bags and bumping the backs of our seats, and next to a couple of twenty-something females who hauled in a four-year-old young man who had been taught no social skills about how to behave in polite company (perhaps because it didn’t turn out to be all that polite). Anyway, the theater’s noise level during the movie was something to behold – when will they provide the audio over our own wireless, noise-cancelling headsets?”
“So now the 3+ hour movie. It was the most banal attempt to combine some awkwardly composed serious dialogue with action scenes designed for the comprehension of six-year-olds that unsuccessfully attempted to explain the role of quantum-based time travel by the characters before they found themselves battling the vast array of minions in the service of a really bad guy who wanted to destroy the universe – we noticed that we’re now beyond simply destroying the earth, or our solar system, or even the galaxy – and then build a new one more to his liking. ”
I shudder to think what the good Dr. George thought of “The Time Machine” when it came out in 1960! ROFLOL.