
A couple of years ago my mate Ian and I got told: 'Will you be quiet, please? You're spoiling it.' by some woman in the cinema, cos we were having a laugh and a joke AT THE ADVERTS BEFORE EVEN THE TRAILERS CAME ON.
To his lasting credit, Ian just smiled at her, laughed and said: 'You idiot. These are adverts.'
She didn't complain after that, even though we were sniggering through the film like Beavis & Butthead (despite being nearly 40), and the film being Anton Corbijn's 'Control' (the one about Ian Curtis).
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To his lasting credit, Ian just smiled at her, laughed and said: 'You idiot. These are adverts.'
She didn't complain after that, even though we were sniggering through the film like Beavis & Butthead (despite being nearly 40), and the film being Anton Corbijn's 'Control' (the one about Ian Curtis).

I appear to be having one of my occasional tl;dr anecdotal evenings.
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although I didn't find much to laugh at in it.
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It usually feels necessary.
But no, it's not a laff-a-minute gigglefest in itself. Fucking good film though, really beautiful.
Surely most of us here are capable of appreciating good art and having a juvenile chuckle at the same time? Surely that's kinda why we're here anyway?
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But no, it's not a laff-a-minute gigglefest in itself. Fucking good film though, really beautiful.
Surely most of us here are capable of appreciating good art and having a juvenile chuckle at the same time? Surely that's kinda why we're here anyway?