When The Game of Death came out we went on opening day, there were around thirty of us, eight cars full. It was only playing in Downton Boston at the time. When we went to get tickets we found out they had enough seats left, but not together, three or four here, two over there, single seats all over etc.
So we all took our seats, first show of the day, eleven a.m. Three of our guys were sitting together in the middle of the theatre, two of them were cops. Four gangbangers were sitting directly in front of them. The gangbangers were carrying on, disturbing the entire theatre. After a while one of our guys politely asked them to keep the noise down, to stop yelling. The gangbangers got up and started threatening them, loudly.
But they had complete tunnel vision. Had they looked around they would have seen twenty five other men, in a half crouch beside their seats, all over the theatre, poised like they were about to run a race. The gangbangers leapt over the back of their seats to get our three guys sitting behind them. When twenty five of us charged, climbing over everyone, and each other, absolutely crushing these jerks. One of the cops was already on his radio, cops were there in minutes to arrest these fools. Two of them had drugs on them, two had outstanding warrants. Our group got a standing ovation from the theatre.
But the Game of Death was awful. One of the worst films I've ever seen. Even if Lee hadn't passed while filming it, it still would have been awful. But at least we got a good memory from it.