Last night, a few friends and I went to see I Love You, Man at the base theatre. It's rated R for language, but for some reason, there were no less than 40 kids way under 17 in there. What's worse is that the most of them were just dropped off by their parents.
If I had my way, movies rated R would be no different than those rated NC-17. If you aren't of age, you don't get in the theatre, even with your parents. Not only is it ridiculous to have to put up with raucous teenagers, listening to screaming infants isn't on my list of favourite things to do. That's why God invented baby sitters. We all paid good money for our tickets, so how about we all let each other enjoy the movie?
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