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An Altercation Following a Screening of "The Incredibles" in Westwood

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Buzzing from the giddy style and sheer joyous sensations initiated by the lovely film The Incredibles, which opened this weekend, we exited the Avco screening room 4 feeling a bit at ease from the political events of the week. Good old escapism has its place in a difficult world. Adults and children had packed the theater for this Saturday night show. There was applause and our senses seemed collectively tickled by the mellow palate, cool textures, and the popcorn thrill of the movie.

But exiting the theater, the confused masses of Westwood moviegoers got a taste of brutal humanity (or lack thereof). There was screaming between what seemed to be a rather intensified argument between two adult women, perhaps respectively in their 30s. A cup was thrown at one. And rage filled both of their eyes. They were willing to go all the way in this scrap as children looked up bewildered and proximal adults tried to first discern the situation while one gentleman took strides towards mediation.

“You wanna talk. No one talks to me like that!” Screamed on of the potential scrappers.

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“Not here,” bellowed a man in the middle of it all. He was between these two enraged women, vying for each other’s bodies between clusters of shocked weekenders and their children.

We left before the denouement, not really in any kind of mood for this kind of violent spectacle. We were in Westwood for Christ’s sake. Civility, people! Civility!