The last intermission I remember was when I went to see Lawrence of Arabia with my dad at the little indie theater in my college town. We walked over to my favorite sandwich place in the world, The Cheese Shop, and bought a baguette and some cheese and sat and talked for a bit before going back in for Round 2.
It was nice. But I don’t like the idea for normal everyday movies. I watch a ton of movies at home, and can stop them whenever I want. My girlfriend has a twenty-minute rule about movies at home. If it doesn’t grab her in that time, she moves on. So movies are constantly being abandoned. I admit that bailing on How to be a Latin Lover is ultimately for the best, but I still feel weird about it.
Which is why going to the theater is a singular experience. You’re locked in. The lights are off. You’ve bought your seat. You have to consider the experience of those around you. You’ve committed.
I think an intermission messes with that.