
Tonight a local theater was showing The Godfather for one night only. I can’t remember the last time I saw The Godfather. I was certainly around 12 or 13 and the only scene that stuck with me all these years later was the toll booth scene. Of course other tidbits had gotten to me as so much of The Godfather still permeates pop culture to this day. But by and large this was like seeing the film for the very first time for me and on the big screen no less. My boyfriend and I arrived a half hour before showtime. I wasn’t sure how many people would show up and I wanted a good seat. When we walked into the theater there were only three other people there. By the time the showing started, however, the theater was easily 3/4 full. A large group sat behind us, taking up the entire row, and as the lights began to dim and the previews started, though wary I didn’t think too much of them continuing to talk a bit. This was The Godfather after all and the median age of those in attendance was at least 40. Surely these people knew how to conduct themselves in public.







