Time to 'fess up, who here has been someone
else's worst cinema experience? I'm no chav, I'm a cat but I remember going with Jonesy to see Batman Begins after a side tour to the wine bar where much fine wine was downed.
As if that wasn't enough, we smuggled in some vodka in our water bottle.
After a while we got a bit loud and had to quieten in order to deflect looks from other patrons. I sank low in my seat and remember the Bat mobile being test driven, then nothing else until the Scarecrow sprayed someone at the end. woops
PROJECTIONIST,
tell us one of your hair-raising or vomit inducing cinema tales. You must have many tucked up your tattered sleeve.