When I lived on 86th Street in Manhattan, I loved the black audiences. They hooted at everything. The only thing I didn’t like was that sometimes they brought a chicken dinner into the theater.
They were laughing their butts off throughout this entire movie — it made it fun and even the scary parts were tolerable (with audience humor).
Funniest movement we had was watching the first “Lord of the Rings” trilogy. At the battle at the end, when Aragon dispatched an enemy, an obviously black voice exclaimed “He, bad!” The whole theatre broke out in laughter. Perfect timing.
I've started doing it watching TV with my wife, just to get a reaction.
“When I lived on 86th Street in Manhattan, I loved the black audiences. They hooted at everything.”
WAY too often i used to find myself the lone “laugher” in uptight movie audiences ... when i first watched Pulp Fiction for the first time I was nearly beside myself laughing my ass off, but everyone else was so shocked at what they were seeing they didn’t know whether to poop or wind their watches ...
Oh no, I won’t go see a movie with a crowd anymore. Especially in the north east.
My friends and I used to go to Massachusetts to the headquarters to watch because their ushers were no nonsense.
I can’t take the black audiences. I actually walked out on Book of Eli (Glad I returned) and got my money back for their behavior.