Yesterday I talked about how annoyed I can get with bad behavior at a movie, but I should probably fess up. I’m no angel.
I’ll share one moment with you that might have angered you had you been sitting in that same theater. It was opening night of “Inglourious Basterds,” and my friends and I had already been to “Avatar Day.” Needless to say, we were pretty jacked up.
Quentin Tarantino built up to a phenomenal conclusion. I’m not going to ruin it for anyone who hasn’t seen the movie, but my friends and I got up during the climax and screamed, clapped, and just went crazy. I think my theater forgave us because I heard other claps too.
But be honest – would you be angry at me? Keep in mind the circumstances and the movie; it’s not like I’m screaming at “Precious.”
Marshall and the Movies 
I usually keep my emotions to myself when watching a film in a theater. The only time I remember getting close to clapping and cheering would be The Dark Knight at the IMAX midnight premiere.
I’d throw shit at you, no offense. Well, at any other movie. That one scene is so awesome I’d probably forgive you.