My ex used to do this. We be watching a film, and then she’d start playing with her phone, then she would look up from her phone after about 10 minutes and say, “what’s happening”. I still maintain that there is no more of an aggravating personality trait.
My dad: Oh look who that is, it’s Fleeg Fleegerson. He was in, ooooooh, that movie with Heeb Leebert and Dick Tickle where the bad guys hold an airliner hostage as a misdirection for robbing it? Sky Hard? Yeah. And he died in the sequel. His dad used to be John Wayne’s shoe shiner’s understudy, married Cla Cla Rodrigruez, Fla Fla’s sister. You ever seen any of Fla Fla Rodriguez’s movies? She made 445 films between the age of 5 and 11 as the singing dancing child thing that didn’t get a real upbringing or childhood and they starved her so she’d stay short and it messed up her bones, and they gave her a gallon of laudanum a day for the pain, and then once she grew up she got typecast as a femme fatale in noir movies. She died in 2009 of huge pox, I hated to hear that.
This is partner. It’s like a tic. It’s actually amazing to watch. It’s like they become possessed by the spirit of cinema and start babbling about the most obscure trivia you’ve ever heard.
My ex used to do this. We be watching a film, and then she’d start playing with her phone, then she would look up from her phone after about 10 minutes and say, “what’s happening”. I still maintain that there is no more of an aggravating personality trait.
Nope, I’ve got one worse: My father.
Watching a movie. A character is introduced.
My dad: Oh look who that is, it’s Fleeg Fleegerson. He was in, ooooooh, that movie with Heeb Leebert and Dick Tickle where the bad guys hold an airliner hostage as a misdirection for robbing it? Sky Hard? Yeah. And he died in the sequel. His dad used to be John Wayne’s shoe shiner’s understudy, married Cla Cla Rodrigruez, Fla Fla’s sister. You ever seen any of Fla Fla Rodriguez’s movies? She made 445 films between the age of 5 and 11 as the singing dancing child thing that didn’t get a real upbringing or childhood and they starved her so she’d stay short and it messed up her bones, and they gave her a gallon of laudanum a day for the pain, and then once she grew up she got typecast as a femme fatale in noir movies. She died in 2009 of huge pox, I hated to hear that.
Also my dad: So now where are they going?
Good to know you’ll have a flashing red light if he ever starts to develop dementia
What, if he ever actually watches a movie?
Haha no. If he can’t recite the most esoteric, inane facts in an unending chain of blather
My adhd brain when I watch a movie
At least I don’t do it when watching a movie with others
It’s amazing how many times I’ll rewatch a movie and go oh he was in Star Trek. I don’t know actors.
Then you get the odd actor like Bill Nye (not that one) who’s just in everything, and you don’t notice because he’s so imbued the role.
This is partner. It’s like a tic. It’s actually amazing to watch. It’s like they become possessed by the spirit of cinema and start babbling about the most obscure trivia you’ve ever heard.
Fortunately, I love it.
Well that does sound annoying. I don’t fuck with my phone during a film except to look up actors, so I am more talking about garden variety stupidity.