 Originally Posted by Neil
I must admit to prefering to watch horror films at home. I can do it justice by turning all the lights off, and knowing there will be no interuptions from stupid 16yr olds laughing at all the wrong moments...
I guess it depends on the cinema you go to, I'm fortunate in that my local cineplex (despite being located in an area where you'll easily find four teenage chav mums talking and smoking while ignoring their babies by the side of the road, or chavs on mountain bikes attempting to pop wheelies) is actually quite good when it comes to the audience.
Only on two or three occasions has there been a mild bit of nuisance - the biggest was Pineapple Express if memory serves, there was a double date going on and the lads were on either side of the two girls who were sat by each other making the shittest of shit jokes to each other, and making retarded comment after retarded comment - but they piped down for 90% of the movie, plus I find the volume always drowns out any possible numptyism.
In fact, going to see Drag Me To Hell was one of my best ever cinema experiences - a packed crowd, and everyone was on the same level and enjoying it in the same way - it felt like being in an American audience, but you know the sort you'd find at the showing of a cult movie, not the sort where there's the annoying woman who says "oh no don't be goin' in there girlfriend" or whatever ... ... yeah, DMTH was my best cinema audience experience ever.
What does annoy me though, are the legions of twats who insist on running out of the cinema as soon as there's a hint the credits are about to start - and then, as is so often the case these days, you get more footage during the credits - everybody then halts on the stairs, which is mildly okay but they shouldn't have been so impatient - what really annoys me though are the twats who stop right in front of you (when you're on the front row (of the good seats anyway, not the seats where you're about 2ft from the screen - the ascending main set of seats I man) ... so you get a bunch of silhouettes ruining your view.
One time that happened I started flailing my arms in a "get out of the way" motion and grunted "get out out of the way you fucking morons!" ... which my friends both agreed with, and found hilarious. 
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Oh yeah ... "of the Dead" ... well I saw Land and Diary at the same cinema, so no doubt I'll get to see it there. Hopefully this time I can get someone to go with me, saw Land with a fellow GAR fan, and saw Diary on my own on the afternoon of it's first day of release.
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