My question to you, Jim, is what were you thinking when you paid your money to get in in the first place?
That either of these movies were going to be "<really hapnin'>"?
"Blue Lagoon" - I was on the road in some burg, bored shitless, wide awake, and foolishly succumbed to the urge to do something "normal". When will I ever learn?
"Rambo" - a friend of my wife harrangued us for weeks to go see this with her. She dug the action. I protested every step of the way, but finally we both figured that the only way to get this chick to shut up about the damn movie was to go see it with her. My wife was to polite to leave, but hey, it was her friend, not mine, so I went next door and rented a copy of "Blue Lagoon".
Not really - I went out to the car and took a nap. When the two of them came back, the Rambophile started telling me what a good movie I had missed, and I finally had to tell her, "No disrespect, Peggy, but please shut the hell up about g.d. Rambo!" She kept going on, and I repeated myself every few seconds until she finally took me seriously. Maybe it was pulling the car over to the curb in the middle of heavy traffic to deliver the final admonition that did the trick. Who knows?
Peggy remained a friend, but we never went to a movie with her again. Works for me!