Tyler Perry's Why Did I Get Married Too... A review of the movie (goers)

Chris:

This past weekend we went to see Tyler Perry's latest movie "Why Did I Get Married Too." Before I talk about the movie I have to provide a little context. First of all it's a Tyler Perry movie on opening day. So what does that mean? That means Black people across the nation will be flooding movie theaters. My people, my people, ohhh how I love my people... I just don't want to go to the movies with them. I knew that because we were going to see the movie that we were going see there would be no avoiding "us".

The plan was to go to a theater where there was less of a likelihood that we would act how we act (right now y'all are laughing or smiling because you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about). We went to a theater on 32nd & 2nd -sold out. We went to theater by Union Square -sold out. We called the theater on 34th -sold out. By this time it's getting late, so our options are decreasing. We make a phone call to Bay Plaza by Co-Op city in the Bronx and they still had seats available. So, we go ahead and buy a couple tickets over the phone.

Bay Plaza is one of those theaters that's cool if you go during the day time.

We made our way there and the parking lot was packed. I let Mari out to get our tickets while I drove around to find a parking spot. So far, everything is pretty much what you would expect.

About 5 minutes after Mari retrieved our tickets the movie sold out. We had to wait about an hour before our movie's start time, so we grabbed a couple snacks and made our way to the auditorium. As we approach the auditorium we see that there is a line -velvet rope included- of about 50 people. We take our place in line and everything so far is cool. Time passes and the preceding show lets out. Initially, the hallway is packed but those coming out eventually make their way out.

I've done my fair share of line cutting, so I know it's bound to happen. The thing is, is that when I did it I was always pretty slick with it. I was the dude that would slide into line and make the people I cut in front of scratch their heads in confusion about if I had been there the whole time or not. At Bay Plaza it wasn't going down like that. Out of nowhere swarms of black folk (as much as I want to I'm not going to use the "N" word because this is only our second post and I don't want to offend anybody yet) bumrush the door! One kid's face slams into the door, a lady keeps screaming "ohh, f*%@ that", babies are crying, weaves are flying, and here I am with my pregnant wife. So, I get swole, hold her in my clutches to protect her from the madness and finally we make our way into the auditorium. We get into the auditorium and there are sooooo many empty seats it's ridiculous. I take a moment to give my people an indignant look and just shake my head.

We take our seats and in front of us is the lady who was outside screaming "ohh, f*%@ that". She puts a cigarette in her mouth and tells everyone, "S#%^, I'm smoking my damn cigarette! Every last one of y'all can kiss my @$$! I don't give a f*%@!"

Her friends try to tell her to chill and that she can't smoke the cigerette in the theater and she says, "I can do what I damn well please!"

Finally, signalling toward Mari I say to her, "Yo, come on ma she's pregnant."

She takes the cigerette out of her mouth and looks at Mari telling her she was sorry and she won't disrespect her like that because she's a mother who's 34 with a son whose -like- 24. After about 5 minutes of her letting everyone in the vicinity know that she "didn't give a f*%@" and that Mari was pregnant and "that's the only reason why" she wasn't going to smoke, the lights dimmed and on the screen plays the "don't make your own soundtrack". What a joke!

Said woman in front was talking through the whole movie about how she can't stand people who go to the movies laughing all hard and stomping there feet "cause the
s#%^ ain't that funny!" A few minutes later her friend answers the phone to give a report about the movie. Then, as she's talking on the phone she drops a bottle and you hear, "damn, b!^%* you done spilt all the s#%^!" It turns out that that was good thing because for the rest of the movie we only heard occassional outburst from that crew.

The rest of our movie watching experience turned out to be pretty uneventful until the end of the movie. Events at the end of the movie caused everyone to go buckwild and we didn't actually hear the movie for about the last 10 minutes. -it was very fitting that it would end that way.

Now who else can you go to see movies with that will inspire you to want to make a movie about going to the movies?

For those who haven't seen the movie, I won't spoil it just yet. So on our next blog we'll give our reaction to the actual movie.