(Note: If this reads awfully familiar, I just posted this rant over in the "Last movie you saw..." thread.)
I likely would have enjoyed the first half of John Carter more tonight if some incessant teenage brats sitting beside me hadn't kept chatting. One girl in particular, sitting right behind me, kept whispering to her friend. Early into the movie, I turned around, taking the high road, and said, "With all due respect, I hope that you won't be talking during the whole movie. Thank you." That shut her up for the most part, though when she started getting chatty again, her friend told her to shut up once or twice. About halfway through the movie, it got worse again. So I finally, with a lot of dramatic effect, flung my coat over to the empty seats in front of me and climbed over. I managed to enjoy the second half of the movie much more.
UGH. You would fucking think that, after actually showing some goddamn respect to her, that she would show the same in kind. Hopefully, that brat felt at least a little bit of remorse when I loudly sighed and moved ahead. Likely not.
I'm by no means innocent when it comes to talking during a movie in the theatre. For me, though, it's quick comments during scenes without dialogue. Just enough to say something to my friend but not enough to disrupt the movie or the people around me. Hopefully, this disrespectful puke will learn that some day.