I have no problems with motion sickness, but the 25 minutes of the yuppie soap opera at the beginning had me impatiently waiting for their deaths. If that party had gone on any longer I would have begun actively rooting for the monster.
*** I would have begun actively rooting for the monster.***
That is what I did when I saw JAWS II years ago at the theater.
Hud didn’t get the hint the 78th time he tried hitting on that chick.
Like “Enemy at the gates” After I saw that with a friend, he said “We should have seen the first fifteen minutes and then pounded vodka in the parking lot. Then we could have enjoyed the last 15 minutes”