Okay, I have to rail against one of the more beloved institutions here in Los Angeles: The ArcLight Theater on Sunset.
I went and saw two movies there tonight, Stander and Open Water. The timing of the movies was such that the group of us who got out of work at a reasonable time could make both, and everyone could make Open Water (which more people wanted to see anyway.
I hadn’t been to the ArcLight since right after I moved here, and now I remember why.
First of all, a friday night movie there costs FOURTEEN GODDAMN DOLLARS. I still think nine bucks is highway robbery, but fourteen bucks for a movie is just fucking obscene. I should have just waited and bought the goddamn DVDs of these films.
Second of all, a couple of the people who came with me knew someone that worked there and got their tickets through him, and I went early to go get my ticket.
What foiled this plan? Reserved Seating. At a movie theater. So we ended up having to go through this elaborate ticket-exchanging charade in order to even sit near each other.
And nobody in the group going remembered either of these things (price or reserved seating). If they had, I probably would have bailed immediately.
But then I would have missed the unbearably pretentious movie-introduction spiel from the cinema employees. They quoted reviews, they touted the ArcLight’s stringent sound and picture standards.
They got applause for this.
I will admit, the sound and picture were of noticeably better quality than at my friendly local shitbox in Marina del Rey, but at least there I can get a movie for less than the price of dinner.
Oh, and as for the quality of the movies: Open Water wasn’t as scary as it should be (at least not to me, my friend Liz almost tore my arm off from gripping it so tightly), and Stander couldn’t decide if it was a heist film or a political film, and it ended up sucking at both.