I may do a full review on Indiana Jones, I'm not sure I have it in me.
I know this much.... parents who bring their 7-9 year old children to a weekday 1.30 PM PG-13 show, when there is school, should be glared at. The film has a rating for a reason. When they bring a horde of children, and let them run wild, should be glared at twice. When they bring a horde of children, let them run wild, and talk so much that I cannot Hear. The. Dialogue.
They need to leave.
In spite of numerous complaints by the five adults who were oh, so, happy before the aforementioned horde showed up, they were not made to leave.
I missed portions of the film, the level was that loud.
On my departure, the moms were standing about, chit chatting. I walked past, and one made a comment, about my shushing the children.
She said I was rude.
I used my stage voice, the one that is level, lifted and carries without being anything more than a normal voice.
"Your children ruined our (gestured to the others behind me who were leaving) film going experience. They were ill behaved, loud and out of control. That is your doing. Why weren't they in school?? No film is worth missing school. And, you still don't have them under control, look at them."
One stepped up. "You are just rude!"
I looked her up and down, raised my eyebrow and leaned in. "Madam, I hope your children have nightmares tonight."
I took my refund, and went home. There are two words for these kind of people; Video Rental. Sometimes, I'm not a nice person.
Today was one of those times.