Untraceable

Last night, Candace and I saw Untraceable, a quasi-torture-porn film (as in Saw or Hostel) that centers around a killer who places innocent victims in torture devices which harm them more for each person that views their ordeal live on the streaming website the killer has set up. Ultimately, the film wasn't nearly as creative as Saw or as violent as any of the torture-porn films I've seen, but it did manage to have a sort of message, one condemning our society for partaking in activities like celebrity gossip and reality TV.

Anyway, the really interesting thing about seeing this film had nothing to do with the film at all, but rather the theatre itself. Candace decided we should go see this one at the Buckhead Backlot theatres, which despite its name is actually quite nice. The special thing about this theatre though is that you sit at tables arranged in graduated tiers to help recreate the stadium seating experience of a typical movie. While at these tables, you are waited on by numerous servers through whom you can order both full meals, alcohol, and all of the typical movie-going fare. At first I was a bit apprehensive about this, being a movie snob who doesn't like to be interrupted and all, but I eventually warmed up to the idea and think I'll probably go back sometime soon...