It was just the usual weekend at the nearby cinema and everything is just perfect. But as Neo would probably say, "perfect" is just a word. Just as all perfect things come to a grinding crash, this evening was no exception. In came a young couple with a small ticking device called a b-a-b-i-e. One may wonder what a b-a-b-i-e would do in a cinema. I had the very same doubt. I also had a hazy vision of the future of this seemingly entertaining evening and hoped that what I had in mind wouldn't happen.
All was smooth. The hero came, did some...stuff...and then the rest of the cast came and did their stuff and all were happy. And then it happened. The hero was about to deliver some heavy duty punch dialogue and pounce on his adversary when..."waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhh" went the b-a-b-i-e...Not cute at all...Imagine this. Pin drop silence, and then in the middle of this, a high pitched squeal. OK, nothing that bad. It was just a baby. And just behind me..of all the people..Not shabby at all. It was just a toddler. It knew nothing about being silent and watching the movie in a theater. It would slowly learn it when it grows older. And the movie continued. Again the trumpet went off. "Somebody muzzle that small loud speaker". All kinds of questions pounded in my head. What kind of debilitated couple would think of bringing a kid to see a movie which I believe they are quite sure the kid would make no sense of? OK, I assumed that they wished to watch the movie. Very funny. Why not play with the kid and pass time at home? My thoughts were cut short by another loud squeal. I suddenly realized that the movie was still running and I had missed some really juicy scenes. I had to do something. I made the pretense of turning around and giving an irritated look. Luckily for me, the father took the hint and to the relief of the whole crowd, took the bawling b-a-b-i-e out.
And after a few this and that, the movie ended. My first thought was to take a closer look at the geniuses who brought that b-a-b-i-e to the show. They had escaped!
Seriously, are babies cute? I would say, only when sleeping, when trying to be cute, when posing for photographs (the photographer sure won't agree with me), in the park all dressed up looking like a colourful slightly bigger than normal football, while sleeping (needs a re mention) and...I think thats it. If there are people who disagree, I would suggest they take a day off and be with one of those man-cubs for one whole day. I had the pleasure of being with one for one whole hour and I have been driven to write this post, which I am sure would cause a lot of resentment around. Anyway, A word of advise...If ever..ever you spot one of these b-a-b-i-e in a cinema hall in a movie that you really wish to watch, forget it....your evening is already ruined.
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