You buy an expensive cinema ticket, you sit down, and some guy sits himself down in the seat in front, wearing a stovepipe hat. You ask him politely if he wouldn't mind taking it off, but he refuses to do so unless you give him £16.99.
"Sir," you say, "unless you desist, I shall be obliged to call the manager."
"Sir," he repies, "I _am_ the manager."
It is difficult to imagine what Sony would have to do to recover the goodwill they've burned on this one. It really is that bad. It's in the category of the way you feel about Microsoft before you switch to Linux or MacOS, the way you feel about Autodesk before you switch to Blender, the way you feel about Unity before you switch to Godot Engine. I don't care if they're the only cinema in town showing They Finally Made a 2020s Movie A Person Might Conceivably Want to See. I'll give it a miss, cos at the time of writing this operation ain't gonna see a further red cent out of me.
"Sir," you say, "unless you desist, I shall be obliged to call the manager."
"Sir," he repies, "I _am_ the manager."
It is difficult to imagine what Sony would have to do to recover the goodwill they've burned on this one. It really is that bad. It's in the category of the way you feel about Microsoft before you switch to Linux or MacOS, the way you feel about Autodesk before you switch to Blender, the way you feel about Unity before you switch to Godot Engine. I don't care if they're the only cinema in town showing They Finally Made a 2020s Movie A Person Might Conceivably Want to See. I'll give it a miss, cos at the time of writing this operation ain't gonna see a further red cent out of me.