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It was me and zapppop and Gemini Cricket and SuPeR K! and Leigh-Ann ... and that was the rudest audience ever. Drunk people who had no control over themselves, tons of people who were obviously not movie fans or there to enjoy the film (or let others do so).
I know there are camp elements to The Haunting and I'm fine with people having a good time. But the proceedings were generally treated as a comedy, or with disdain and disappointment by people who were somehow expecting Friday the 13th XXII.
Incessant talking, constant walking, and faux-funny screaming that had none of the comic genius of TUESDAY (for those who recall The Shining in better days of Cemetery screenings)
One particular group would not SHUT UP. People around them kept telling them to be quiet, and - 'natch - I had to finally yell at them that they were not alone in their living room, but rather in a crowd of 2500 people.
(Um, that works out to $25,000 an evening ... and yes, they can afford a better sound system.)
On the plus side, it was neat to see The Haunting projected large ... especially on a mausoleum wall. And the "spike" system of not having our space encroached on by restroom wanderers and neighbors worked better than we could have ever hoped.
But while GC and I knew the film would never, in a crowd, be exactly the same movie neither one of us can watch alone at night, in the dark ... it was very disappointing to experience the lack of respect evident in last night's crowd.
I'm thinking more and more that it's time to find something new. Not only has word got out to the masses, the new crowds are the unwashed masses.
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