Shh! Don't talk at the movies or you might get shot (it happened).

A South Philadelphia man enraged because a father and son were talking during a Christmas showing of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button took care of the situation when he pulled a .380-caliber gun and shot the father, police said.

James Joseph Cialella Jr., 29, of the 1900 block of Hollywood Street is charged with attempted murder, aggravated assault, and weapons violations.

"It's truly frightening when you see something like this evolve into such violence," said police spokesman Lt. Frank Vanore.

http://www.philly.com/philly/hp/news_update/20081226_Phila__man_shot_because_family_talked_during_movie.html

:scared: That's unreal.

1. They tell you not to talk in the theater.
2. They tell you not to use your cell phone.
3. They tell you at the front of the building not to have guns, it's an illegal offense (well, in some states and/or establishments.)

On the plus side, maybe this will strike a chord nationwide and people will zip it during the showing of a movie. Or at least go to movies other than the most popular ones where it's safer. Unless the 2 other people watching "Eagle Eye" are psycho, but you never know...

I hope other theater talkers take notice.

if it's not to shut people up?

:rofl:

Them guns is versatile things... and a nice euphemism for a penis too...

j/k, Being rude is certainly not worth shooting someone over.

Seriously, I asked some people to please be quiet in a theater many years ago. I was told to turn around and shut the fuck up or thy would gut me.

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button is certainly curious—a modest F. Scott Fitzgerald story, about a man born in the twilight of life and gradually regressing towards dawn, that has been adapted into a two-ton, Oscar-season white elephant.

Closer in spirit to screenwriter Eric Roth’s earlier Forrest Gump, Benjamin Button similarly reduces our complex 20th century to a parade of shockingly straight-faced kitsch: a hellfire-and-brimstone tent revivalist imbues Benjamin (played by Brad Pitt and a lot of high-tech CGI) with the holy spirit; a pygmy lothario serves as his introduction to the outside world; a drunken Irish tugboat captain shows him how to be a man.

But where Gump actively trivialized history, Benjamin Button effectively ignores it: this movie about a white baby raised by a black adoptive mother during the inglorious years of the Jim Crow south never so much as once addresses race.

The strived-for atmosphere is whimsical and picaresque, the results mostly tedious. Only at the midpoint, when Benjamin is reunited with his childhood sweetheart, ballet dancer Daisy (Cate Blanchett), does the movie give off some overdue emotive sparks.

We know where this is going—he’s getting younger while she’s getting older, yadda yadda—but Pitt and Blanchett surrender themselves to it with reasonable conviction. It’s hardly enough, though, to overcome the movie’s orgy of excess


Village Voice Review of the movie: http://www.villagevoice.com/movies/the-curious-case-of-benjamin-button-33737


I wanted to see what they were watching before I made a comment.

1. You can't talk (or smoke reefer or walk around or take your pants off).
2. You might get shot.

Made it easy for the arresting officers, I guess.

A dull thud, the body falls to the floor, and we can get back to the film.