I hate going to the pictures - I always seems to get a seat in the worst place! Once, the woman next to me actually answered her mobile phone and had a full conversation with her daughter. Another time, I had to go and speak to the manager because the film was slightly out of focus - he came in to have look and said, "Nah, must be your eyes, mate" Needless to say we walked out and got a refund.
That said we decided to go to see 'Loving Vincent', last year. It was magnificent. There was complete silence in the cinema, people even stayed and read the credits at the end of the film. Something that usually ends up in an argument, because I won't move until I've read all of the credits.
On the whole, I much prefer my widescreen tv, surround sound, and drinks cabinet - all in the same room.
1983 Robert Cross Spruce & IRW