Yesterday, my girlfriend and I wanted to see Tangled. We want to see it in 2D, as I refuse to pay an extra £2.00 per person to see the exact same film (£3.00 if you include the glasses), with an added third dimension. I don’t care if it’s more immersive, it’s the same film, I don’t care. It’s just another way of draining my hard earned money out of my pocket, where it’s busy keeping the moths warm. However, the optimum times for watching the film were only showing in 3D, so we didn’t go, we went home and watched Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer instead. I may never forgive cinema. We’re going to see it tonight instead, in 2D, but if we weren’t such social outcasts that we didn’t have two consecutive weekend evenings free, we wouldn’t see it, and the Gods of Movies would never see our readies.

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