Elf, the horrible degenerate

Guy Person: It's one of the two movies out there where you must watch it in a very specific way if you want to pass off as a decent human being.
elf: And what is the other?!
Guy Person: The Room.
elf: you did not
elf: just say
elf: that title
Guy Person: Come on, I know you went to theater one day just to throw a spoon at the screen.
elf: I WAS FORCED TO WATCH THAT MOVIE THREE TIMES IN A SINGLE WEEK
elf: A SINGLE WEEK
elf: THREE TIMES
elf: LISA
Guy Person: ...AT HOME?
elf: YOU'RE TEARING ME APART
Guy Person: IF YES, THEN YOU WATCHED IT ALL WRONG.
elf: I'm not going to see it in a theater Guy Person. You're a cool guy but you're not that cool.
elf: I'm not watching that fucking movie again.
Guy Person: Apparently, the director these days is claiming that the response to the movie is exactly what he anticipated. People from the production are saying he's full of shit and it was intended to be a drama.
Guy Person: The proper way to watch a midnight screening of The Room involves dressing up as favorite characters, exaggerated quotations, insulting the movie loudly and prominently every time you can and bringing a bundle of plastic spoons with you.
Guy Person: It is said that if you watched The Room and you haven't tossed that goddamn plastic spoon at the screen in blind rage at least once, you are not a man.
elf: The proper way to watch The Room requires a very thin prostitute with hipbones that you can inhale cocaine off of while people throw spoons at a screen.
elf: Then you bury your face in her soft unhappy belly and plead with her for forgiveness
elf: because you brought her to a screening of The Room