Watched Darkest Hour in an almost deserted Streatham Odeon and still almost entirely ruined by people talking, rustling bags and eating.
I and others shushed the key couple of culprits but it didn't help. Whispering throughout the whole thing, even the key 'fight them on the beaches' speech. Somehow choosing the quietest scenes to rummage for yet more snacks.
I've stopped going to Picturehouse/Ritzy due to pay/union dispute so guess it's living room sofa for me from now on. Previously swore off the Odeon due to audience, but thought this film wasn't really a popcorn and Starburst flick.
Nearly got in a fist fight in South Woodford cinema when I had free tickets to see the shittest james Bond film (the one where Madonna rocks up and stinks the place out with her "acting".) Bloke behind had his feet over the seat next to me and was twatting the seat up and down.
Watched Darkest Hour in an almost deserted Streatham Odeon and still almost entirely ruined by people talking, rustling bags and eating.
I and others shushed the key couple of culprits but it didn't help. Whispering throughout the whole thing, even the key 'fight them on the beaches' speech. Somehow choosing the quietest scenes to rummage for yet more snacks.
I've stopped going to Picturehouse/Ritzy due to pay/union dispute so guess it's living room sofa for me from now on. Previously swore off the Odeon due to audience, but thought this film wasn't really a popcorn and Starburst flick.