[steve185]

Holy ****, I had the very same experience and thoughts on Sunday afternoon when my wife and I went to 1917.

I was at the movie ATM, if that's what it's called. The people in front if me were painfully slow, I thought this till it was my turn. Then the screen came up to pick the seats, I though WTF, the seats were in about five different colors. I just hit the next button and it picked two seats.
My wife uses a wheel chair to get around but sits in a regular seat when we get there. So we go to the handicap seats, I park the chair, move her to a seat, but they are not the seats assigned to us. Some other people comer along ( not needing to be in the handicap section) and say "Oh I think you are in our seats" we shuffle around and watch 45 minutes of crappy interviews etc.
So I am still thinking how did even going to the movies get fuched up?

Was a great movie! I lost four great uncles in WW1, my grand father served ad would tell me somethings. WW2 was the greatest generation, WW1 was the lost generation. Imagine if all those young men had lived.