MOVIEUNDERGOING

Nobody who genuinely likes movies could possibly like going to a movie theater nowadays. Not only do guiltless, gutsy, guffawing audiences spoil any subtleties in the moviegoing experience, they also talk incessantly, and push your seat-back frequently. It’s a regular war in there!

Nobody (including myself) wants to fight back. If a guy can get killed by some deranged hot-head over a parking spot, who’s to say what could happen in a dark triple-screen suburban cinema with dried-up cola on one’s tennies?

I personally don’t want to rent movies and view them on an ungranulated, unprojected picture tube to the accompanyment of my refrigerator. So for $5.50 a pop, Ms. Perlmutter, the civilized multitude and myself suffer.

Maybe what we need in our theater is a roaming Rambo-sized disciplinarian to keep reminding people to please try ever so hard to be civil.

DAVID SCHAFFER

Woodland Hills