The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

No talking!


Yeah, so, mighty, mighty good man David and I went to see “The Avengers” last night at the Metreon in San Francisco.

We convinced good buddy Kate to babysit for us and headed out to the movie theater. We were pretty excited because we don’t get to go to the movies that often anymore, because we have a baby, and babies are not usually content to sit quietly in a movie theater for two hours.

Remember that statement.

So anyway, about 20 minutes into the movie (or about 40 minutes after the start time, because there are something like 12 previews before the movie actually starts), a couple of kids wander into the theater and sit in the second row. They’re maybe 10 years old. A few minutes later, what appears to be their parents with a baby girl (maybe 1½ or 2 years old) come into the theater and sit down a few seats down from us.

What happened after that I just couldn’t fathom.

The kids got up from their seats, walked over and started talking to their parents … during the movie! Not whispering. Talking. They talked to their folks, then went back to their seat. THEN, the mom’s phone starts ringing. She whips it out, reads a text and starts laughing, showing the text to her husband, and he laughs. She texts back. At this point, I shoot them the “Why don’t you shut the fuck up” look. It doesn’t work.

They keep talking. The baby starts talking. The phone is out again. THEN, they started taking pictures.


I said, “Seriously,” out loud and shot them another look.

It was quiet for a few minutes. Then Hulk showed up on screen and started smashing things, and the baby started crying.

That poor baby. It’s 10 p.m. on a Thursday night. I’m sure she would rather be in her bed sleeping than watching a scary green monster yell and smash things. The baby stopped crying, but then the parents started talking again. David shushed them, which kept them quiet for about 10 minutes. Then they packed up and left the theater 30 minutes before the movie was over.


This has never happened to me in San Francisco. Never. This happened to me all the time in Concord. I wasn’t afraid to shush someone or get up and narc on them to a theater employee. This was the first time it’s happened to me in San Francisco. I was shocked.

I don’t understand. Why were they there? Did they see “Madagascar 3” and then wander into “The Avengers” after their movie was over? Did they pay for “The Avengers?” Did they pay to talk throughout a movie and leave early? Seems like an expensive family outing for them.

I thought this was something everyone could agree on. Talking and texting during the movies is bad. It’s an asshole move. Can’t we all agree that is a horrible thing to do?

It bums me out that we lined up a babysitter and paid $24 to see a movie and had to deal with that crap. No wonder more and more people are waiting until movies come out on DVD or On Demand. The only person who talks through a movie in our house is me, and David shuts me up by handing me a beer or a bowl of ice cream.

I used to work at Cinemark back in the ’90s, and they had a policy trailer to tell people to buy snacks and not talk during the movie.

Don’t be like Clyde, you guys.


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

5 thoughts on “No talking!

  1. Couple of things:
    * The Kabuki Theater, near Geary & Fillmore, is a bit more exy but: they have a balcony where you can take adult beverages & food. The seating is reserved, and the chances of running into any shenanigans with people talking during the movie are extremely slim
    * Alamo Drafthouse is fixin’ to open a theater in SF. This cinema chain from Austin is famous for kicking out people who talk/text/whatever during movies (see: They’re having a community meeting next Thursday about their plan to move into the run-down New Mission Theater:

  2. We are big fans of the Kabuki’s 21+ theater! Apparently, we need to only see movies showing there. HA!
    And I really look forward to checking out the Alamo Drafthouse when they open here. I have read about that theater for years. I think it will be a great addition to SF.

  3. It might not help you now but Arclight plans on opening a location in the City at some point. You might like their ticket policy below:

    Infant – Under Age 1 must be ticketed (at adult ticket price)
    Child – Age 1-12 (no Child discount for R-rated films)

    It’s my movie heaven down here! no commercials, black box theaters, reserved seating, 21+ screenings with attached bar, some floor-staff/film student comes out and talks about movie for a few minutes at every showing and they won’t sell tickets after the film starts.

  4. Oh man! That sounds like an awesome theater, Robert!

    I probably should mention that the baby in the movie wasn’t the biggest problem. It was the parents! They were the ones that were talking, texting and taking photos throughout the movie. Sadly, a 21+ only movie theater doesn’t keep out assholes like them.

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