The only movie that I (and my buddies) walked out of was the Dennis Hopper film "Mad Dog Morgan". The theater manager was very nice and upon noticing us leaving the theater offered to refund us our money. I and another of my pals declined, taking note of the upcoming attraction poster for "Mako: Jaws of Death". Both of us being HUGE "Jaws" fans asked instead for passes to that movie, which we were promised. Well . . . we discovered some weeks later that "Jaws" "Mako" ain't.

My most embarrassing moment in this regard had to be when my wife and I saw "Saving Private Ryan" in a mall Cineplex. Within just minutes of the D-Day assault my sweet Cindy stated emphatically that she was going to leave the theater and hang around the mall until the movie was over. I convinced her otherwise . . . but throughout the gruesome scenes of the movie she frequently issued the same threat. Amazingly, she did sit throughout the entire screening, but the experience was so uncomfortable to me that I've never been able to warm to that picture. Won't re-watch it - kinda like "Alien" where I sat through that one nursing one of the most violent hangovers of my life, and to this day cannot bring myself to re-visit it.

Anyhoo, lesson learned, at least in my case: Take the wife to softer movie fare. Save the hardcore for guy visits.