Another amusing New York Times piece, this one by Charles McGrath, saying that talking back to the screen is an allowable people’s-movement thing if you happen to be watching really lousy films like Aeon Flux or really gruesome bloody ones like Wolf Creek. The best talk-back action I ever had in my life was during a viewing of Irwin Allen’s The Swarm at the Quad Cinema on West 13th in 1978. I didn’t say much myself, but the hoots and catcalls and groans got louder and louder as the film went on. The Swarm is a classic stinker. Michael Caine, who is awful in the lead role, once described it as “a bee movie.”