During the scene where Harvey gets in the swat car and throws Rachel his coin the movie just stopped and all the lights turned on. It was weird, it came back on a minute later but everyone was PISSED!
It was funny.
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our movie had some technical dificulties as well. it caused quite the ruckus.
in fact i was asked to leave the premises. prepare for a rant and a story of one of the best nights of my life o my brothers and sisters....its long but its worth it.
let me go back a second here. first the lights did not go all the way down until half hour fourty five minutes into the show. i figured someone would fix it eventually and they did...eventually. i would have gotten up if i didnt think it would more disruptive than waiting it out. secondly about an hour into the film it seemed as if the air shut off. i had already stripped to my t shirt but everyone around me was complaining so it wasnt just my makeup making me sweat.
and last but not least, just as the movie ended, right after "the dark knight" appeared on the screen
the music cut, the film stopped, and the lights came up!!! 
. no "directed by" to cheer to, no dedicated to heath ledger to clap to,
nothing. a screen with a soda and popcorn advertising gift cards.
i run out the exit in the back and knock on the projection room door. no one in there or they are not answering. i immediately got on my phone and called the front desk (i know the number by heart because i go there almost every week and i see all my movies there. have for years. yorktown AMC. never again. oh btw here's the number 1 630 495 0012. give 'em a jingle)
i say " i am in theatre 8 and the movie just stopped. if you do not play the credits you might have a problem. i want a manager in here now." very calm but obviously angry and upset. they hung up. i sit back down, the theatre is emptying out and i see a few employees enter the room. one of my friends is already down there complaining to the manager. the manager misunderstands and seems to think the sound went off but the credits played. i am hot now.
i have been denied my five minutes of music and calm to absord the shock to my system that is the dark knight. and im wearing the face of a dead man whose name i have been waiting to see on screen for months. then the credits start to play, sans music and a few minutes in, over the background image of soda and popcorn, with the light still on and i realize this is not going to end well.
i interrupt. " the credits did not play. the movie just stopped. the lights came on. not to mention the air went off and the lights took an hour to go down. what kind of place are you running? i brought twenty people with me tonight. do you have any idea how much this meant to some of us? to all of us? " as i motion to everyone still left in the theatre "my son?" and then i gesture to my face "to me? clearly some of us care alot and you ruined it"
yah i know nothing could really ruin it but....
there is now a crowd of employees gathered around and some kid laughs and says " obviously". this is the last straw. "its not funny son" i say looking right through him. the manager says she understands but she is treating me and everyone else like some problem that needs to be fixed as quickly as possible. no sincerity. barely an apology. my sister is in tears. she says "if we just step outside i can take care of you." clearly she means to handle this quietly among us few complianers . not gonna happen. no way can i let this stand.
so i turn to the theatre and at the top of my lungs to the thirty or forty left " c'mon everyone! we are all getting passes for this mess!" and when i turn back to the manager she says
something that tells me i should not have said that. i finish to her " or
you might as well call the police because i want to file a complaint. this is highway robbery!" well i think all they heard was " police" because all the hourly employees start flipping out. "dont threaten her" "dont say that sir" "dont blah blah blah... the manager starts to walk out and i follow, along with my friends, a ways back to not "scare anyone", all the way out to the lobby.
there are folks waiting for the 3:10 show so they all start cheering for me and flipping out, but i think they can tell im pissed. somebody screams out "why so serious!' and i start laughing. then i start sauntering and bouncing in my step. i can tell the situation has been elevated now. the manager goes behind the desk and into the back, out of sight. is she calling the fuzz? i think. its a full moon and i think maybe i should just leave. then i realize getting arrested in full makeup would be the ultimate topper to all this. but i also realize i would be able to talk my way out of this if i have to. and after all i havent really done anything.
so she comes out with a stack of passes. what appears to be the general manager steps up and stands next to her. "whats going on?" he says. she hands me my pass and says: "i would like for you to leave now sir". i say "just a minute". the GM says again "what happened?" and i explain my case. she says " he threatened me" and i say " thats simply not true" and she repeats" please leave now." and i say finally " my pleasure. i will never be back," and i leave.
i spent the next few minutes greeting the crowds as they leave, chain smoking, and looking for the cops to roll by. me and my crew replay the events of the last twenty minutes and laugh about how i basically lost my mind inside. we decide even though that sucked nothing could really ruin the movie, which we all agree, was basically the best thing ever made by the hand of man.
i came home and called the theatre back and talked to someone on the phone. she was my hero. she told me the film snapped and o told her i knew why. i also told her " my friend" was the one who was asled to leave but i was also deeply upset and asked for the GM's name and then asked if she knew who was the manager was who overreacted and kicked out my costumed buddy. she sold her out fast!!! maybe she is not a fan. joker would be proud. i thanked her and told her that i have seen half a dozen or more movies there in as many weeks and i will never be back. i told her i knew they were double dipping on prints and that she should tell her GM that i will be contacting the necessary parties.
then me and my son burned our passes in the bathtub reciting a new mantra "its not about free passes, its about sending a message." i put him to bed and apologized for losing my cool. he says" if you werent dressed like that they would not have felt threatened. but i know you overreacted a little. its ok. " i kiss his head goodnight and start typing.
a perfectly memorable night and i hope somewhere heath is shaking his head going
"what a nut."
post script: i am calling warner brothers, AMC yorktown and AMC corporate, as well as the better business bereau, and a few assorted friends in the local press. i am going to go straight to the top of the food chain and plan on getting a satisfactory result. maybe a lifetime pass i can burn?
