Wednesday, July 9, 2008 at 12:34 PM One time though, I saw it happen. I was watching 21 Grams in the one major art house with more than one screen on this side of Phoenix. Somebody pulled the "I forgot to turn off my ringer" and although he caught and shut it off before the second ring, he was visibly ashamed even in the dark theater, and just about everyone in the place glared at him for a moment. Wow, amazing anecdote. I was hanging on every word. I was hoping it would never end. But it did. And now I'm depressed. —anfernee | 
