I wonder if there were similar complaints from the patron of the old porn theatres the 70's
I would of enjoyed the movie but that guy in the row in front of me was making way to much noise and holding a conversation with god.
I couldn't enjoy my "art" film.
The fact that he kept talking to god only pissed me off more.
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