

Riding out the storm; July 16, 2008 — Photo by Me.
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There’s a pivotal moment in the latest Batman movie, in fact it’s really the penultimate climax, where two boatloads of confused and panicked people have the option of either destroying the other group or being destroyed themselves.
One boat is made up of regular people, the other loaded down with men convicted of heinous crimes. Somehow, over a fifteen minute period, these two separate and unequal groups of people manage to come to the same altruistic decision to not guarantee their own safety.
However, considering what happened in the theatre lobby twenty minutes before the movie started I don’t think I’d be too cynical in saying this situation is, at best, unlikely… but really a whole lot of bullshit.
A tall, young girl stumbled through our concession line and seemed to trip over a wet-floor sign. She fell awkwardly, almost bouncing off the counter, and through another line until she slumped on the floor. She slowly pulled herself up using the counter for balance, then staggered a few steps and fell again.











































