I went to see Rogue One at the cinema in Uttoxeter.
Not that i have that much of a problem with our cinema, more that the people i went with did.
Not that i don't have any problems with our cinema because i do - the last time i went it was, pardon my English, f**king freezing in there.
Now that i've been to the cinema in Uttoxeter, i would do so again.
Because it has become more apparent to me that temperature control, whilst it should be the most of their immediate worries, is the least of their worries in the entirety of the worries they face as a cinema. Which is more than worrisome.
It is a pig to which no manner of lipstick could be applied to make it any other than the pig that it is.
RIP