Thursday 24 July 2014

beyond stupid ...



In the grand scheme of things - rapidly heating oceans, increasing storms, resource wars - a little local difficulty over a dying cinema chain in the UK is a long, long way down the pecking order. In fact it shouldn't even be entering our conciousness at all.

Except ....

Except in many ways it can be read as a cypher for everything that's happening. If you don't know the background to Cineworld's death spiral I'll fill you in with the basics. A few months ago they decided to introduce - without any consultation apparently - allocated seating. This means that when you go to watch a film you are required to sit in a certain seat. 

So until a couple of weeks ago a trip to Cineworld was a relatively stress-free experience. The screens were nearly always practically empty and you could just turn up and sit where you wanted. Now a cinema screen is an interesting example of a human social environment. Every single screen is different. The people in the showing are different each time and range across the social spectrum. Some are quiet, some noisy, some ignorant, some cultured, some smell. Who they are and where they are are a mystery until you enter the screening.

Cineworld ignored all this. Allocated seating was introduced overnight to EVERY screen, EVERY showing. You could choose the general area where you could sit, but of course this means nothing out in the foyer. It was pot luck.

And - amazingly - as tickets were sold customers were generally seated TOGETHER, so in quiet showings you'd have say 5 people all SAT TOGETHER!! 

The uproar over this madness has been incredible. Fights have broken out and there's a lot of ill feeling. Twitter and Facebook are full of it. The staff are at the sharp end. Incredibly the seat numbering is not even illuminated and as soon as a film starts groups of latecomers arrive stumbling about in the dark for 'their' seats. Unlimited card holders are leaving in their thousands. Yet Cineworld keep insisting that the majority of their customers love allocated seating. It's bullshit piled on bullshit. We are cancelling our cards today as well.

Cineworld have in a matter of weeks become a running joke amongst those of us that study business and economics. It's also a rare chance to watch - as it happens - the death of a company by its own hand.

In the grand scheme of things this is nothing but it points out very sharply a lot of the ills facing the corporate state. Dictatorship from the 'top' down, disregarding and ignoring customers. Ignoring human nature. Deliberate risk taking. And an inability to learn.

Perhaps the cinema market is oversupplied, and Cineworld are volunteering themselves for a sort of Dignitas? Who knows? And indeed who actually cares? We can see the films a few months later on telly anyway. And who wants to pay £3 for a bag of wine gums ...

Monday 14 July 2014

stability - where we can find it



Revolutionaries love the idea of chaos and disorder, and perhaps to the middle class corporatist stuck in a vile job that frisson is all that keeps them going as they negotiate the daily grind. But in a  world ripped apart by wild weather, energy shortages and uncertain economies surely we'll crave stability far more? 

The Beano book symbolises stability to me. It speaks of an endless procession of Christmases and a half hour of daftness. The anticipation each year from probably 1965 through to 1980 was unbearable, and it never let me down. And the annual still appears, though you'd be hard pressed to recognise most of the characters in it, they've been fucked up and dumbed down for today's kids. So we have the impression of stability but not the substance. 

Go back in time twenty years and write a list of 20 things that will still be there in 20 years' time. Woolworths ... MFI ... The News of the World ... Jim'll Fix It. You get the idea.

Perhaps it's just creative destruction in action? Or we need change to keep going. But in an energy constrained future, buffeted by wild weather and worrying about where the next pound is coming from, I suspect the decadent need for change for change's sake will become far less attractive, and we'll crave stability in its place. And you have to wonder what demons that craving will release ...

I also wonder what the Beano Annual 2050 will look like ...