I took my kids to see The Lego Movie today...and it was quite entertaining. Never once did I feel like I was being drug along to escort them to a 'family' movie. I read a review yesterday that said it was kind of like the guys from Robot Chicken decided to make a Matrix spoof, but had to keep it PG.
Just because I enjoyed the movie surrounded by a bunch of doesn't mean I didn't feel like an old man at one point. In fact, I was downright curmudgeonly.
Because we had some actual honest-to-goodness snow accumulation the last two days(3-4 inches), and the Tri-Cities doesn't handle that so well, I wanted to make sure I left us plenty of time to get to the theater. Of course, the street we live on is the only one in a 15 mile radius which hasn't been plowed, so we got to the movie 25 minutes early.
Sweet...good seats, which was nice, because the theater filled up pretty fast. 5 minutes before the movies scheduled start time, bigger groups were already having to split up...kids one row, parents another type things.
So...when a family of 5 walked in at 11:35 for what was supposed to be a 11:30 start time, and asked me if I would be willing to slide to the end of the row(where my kids and I had been sitting for half an hour by this time)....I said no.
I didn't pick a fight about it, or lecture...I just said I wasn't going to give up the premium seats I had been sitting in for 30 to slide 5 seats off center.
The dad kind of stared for a minute or two, before moving off.
I felt guilty about it for about 12 seconds, but the theater got dark, and the trailers started, so I didn't feel guilty anymore.
Although...the trailers did suck. It was all kids movies. I guess I was kind of hoping they would slide one in for something Transformers: Age of Extinction.