I walked out of the movie with a great feeling having watched a great movie and cheering with everyone at the end of it. I love midnight shows, because you get to watch the movie with the people who are just as excited to see it as you. The ending of the movie was so full of hope and I was so pleasantly surprised by how happy I was feeling about it. I wrote how awesome the movie is on Facebook and then drove home with my brother who watched it with me.
When got home I hurried to my computer to get on my favorite geek movie website to say how much I liked it to find out that 14 people had been killed while watching the movie tonight. Like all of you, I am horrified and shocked and just sick to my stomach about it. I was just having a wonderful time and now I find out that people like me in a theater in Colorado were running for their lives from a cold blooded murderer. I am overcome by sorrow for the victims. Fury at the monster who killed and injured them.
I said goodnight to my wife before going to the midnight show with my brother tonight. What if she woke up to find out that I was shot to death in the theater? What if I saw my brother shot to death in front of me at the theater? I can't bear those thoughts. But tonight, there are dozens of people who have found out that their loved one is dead. Who watched a love one die. Why? Why do some people choose to be evil?
I was so excited to tell everyone what a great movie this is, but now I just feel sick thinking about telling people to go enjoy something that people were just murdered trying to enjoy. But goddamn it, I am sick and tired of evil people ruining life for everyone else because they hate it. This was a great movie and the people who died trying to watch it would have had a great time. If they... fuck... goddamn that monster who killed them. Goddamn him.