Anti-climax is when you’re two hours into Ratatouille and the silver screen goes blank on you.
Appalling is when those cinema dudes not only have no solution, they leave the audio running so even though you can’t see an iota of the film’s emo climax, you can hear every note of the emo music, which only serves to remind you that you are missing the most important part.
Pacifying is when you leave in a huff, while the audio is still running, and manage to get a refund.
Perplexing is when you have to decide whether you want to re-watch Ratatouille because, after all, you still don’t have a clue how it ends.
What the f-ing is when, after this entire disappointing episode, you attend a media screening of a different movie two days later and halfway through the film, the screen gets split right through the middle and you see the top half on the bottom of the screen and vice versa (they fixed it fairly quickly, which means only about 3 minutes of the movie sucked big time).
Potong screen, potong steam…
