At 2:40, there is a model on the far left that looks strikingly like Conan O'Brien.

I also didn't realise the PotC music plagiarised Gustav Holst's Mars so blatantly.

*music for the singing and POTC theme song.

I used to be a major "movie-goer". For the six years from 2000 to 2005 I saw an average of 40 movies per year in the cinema. Like others here have said, it was mainly the other people in the theatre who ruined the experience.

My biggest pet-peeve became not talkers, but people who put their feet up on the seats. I kind of understand if the row in front of you is empty, maybe put your feet up if you must. But if I choose to sit in that row, you must take your feet down if they are within a couple seats of me. I remember seeing POTC and some chick felt the need to dangle her stinky bare feet right next to my head. I tried to ignore it but she was also wiggling her toes and rocking the seats. I asked her once to move her feet and she ignored me, so a couple minutes later I turned around, looked her right in the eye, and flicked her in the big toe as hard as I could with my fingernail. She went "Oh. My. God." in a very teenagery way, but took her foot down and shut the fuck up finally.

When I saw 300 there were two teenage girls seated near me who never stopped talking during the entire film. It was agressively obnoxious but they were far enough and the film was engrossing enough that I tuned them out. It's when the movie is not so great that talkers become a real annoyance, because just as you've suspended your disbelief they'll pipe up and drag you back to reality.

Finally, don't even get me started on the fucking assholes who think they enhance the movie by yelling out loud in a hushed theatre. Maybe I don't want any comic relief that the director didn't intend, and maybe not everyone finds the latest catch-phrase to be so hilarious. Basically if I could get away with it I'd follow people like this out to their car and brain them with a blunt object, for the betterment of society. I was only ever friends with two guys who would do this. One ended up being shot and killed by police and the other has literally gone schizo and can't even go to work any more. So I think it's clear that shouting in movie theatres is indicative that someone is on the low threshold of social integration, and should most likely be withdrawn from the gene pool.

Poster: arid bees? You mean to say "our" bees.