Mr. Dash’s fierce defense of cinema multi-taskers (and snarling attack on those who dare question them) is problematic on a number of levels. It’s not just that he doesn’t understand the argument — he wrongly assumes that the question is one of “honoring” the creator, and not the far simpler (but harder to argue) contention that a bunch of jagoffs lighting up screens around you is incredibly fucking distracting when you’re just trying to watch a movie — it’s that anyone on the other side of the argument is, by comparison, a racist, a sexist, a Flat-Earther, a climate change denier, and a homophobe. Criticwire’s Samuel Adams rightly jeers at Dash, “You left out female genital mutilation and the Holocaust on the continuum of anti-movie-theater-texters.” But if he had invoked Hitler, it would have properly placed his argument within the realm of Godwin’s Law, where straw men are propped up by desperate souls who know they’re on the losing end of an argument.
Were Dash some mere run-of-the-mill Internet page-whore, it would be easy to dismiss his piece as the mere trollery that it reads like, what with all the sneering references to hipster “cinephiles” and their Moleskines and Field Notes. But based on his usual sensibility and the vociferousness with which he’s defending this thing on Twitter, I think it’s worse: I think he actually believes this, that there’s no delineation between movie theaters, “public spaces,” and living rooms, and anyone who argues to the contrary is a monster. (There’s a lot of this kinda thing going around.)
And that’s where this entire conversation is breaking down. As this site argued a few weeks back (and forgive me for quoting myself), “in this increasingly niche-driven and personalized world, there’s no longer a ‘one size fits all’ moviegoing experience.” If the controversy over Walk’s and Dash’s points has confirmed one thing, it’s that. But it’s a problem that will not be solved if everyone, on both sides, insists on acting like an entitled douchebag.