Munching and rustling during performances.

People take drinks into our local theatre, plastic cups supplied at the bar. I'm just glad to see people on the seats enjoying a night out. 

I don't mind folks eating quietly during a film, always been part of the cinema visit. But ringing phones and talking are very rude. We went to see MrTurner during day for a change, nearly empty cinema. Couple plonked themselves down right in front of us, and for first 10 minutes of the film, she was doing a running commentary! By minute 11 I had had enough, and asked her if she would mind shutting up! Which she did. Everyone then got on with enjoying a great film.

Theatre is different. Distractions spoil things for everyone, not least the actors. People who answer phones, talk, shouldn't be there, complete lack of manners. 

I remember when there was only Ki-ora and ice cream tubs in the interval. Mind you, you couldn't see the screen through the cloud of ciggy smoke.

Can't say as it bothers me, usually. Went to see Fantastic Beasts last night, plenty of people with drinks and popcorn but didn't bother me.

Must say, I disagree with the comments that people have always done this.

It used to be that the only thing to eat was a little tub of ice-cream or a mivvi (if you could afford either), bought from a lady with a tray stood at the front and consumed before the film came back on.

People used to chat and eat their ice creams in the interval whilst the Projectionist changed the reels at my local flea pit.

It's a wonder the projector's light beam penetrated the fag smoke to reach the screen........

When I was young films were on  a continuous loop in a fug of smoke and litter, Saturday morning sessions were considered a bit of a riot and I think things have improved since then. 

My only problem is the Pizza delivery person can't find me in the dark, so I have to shout 

When I was young films were on  a continuous loop in a fug of smoke and litter, Saturday morning sessions were considered a bit of a riot and I think things have improved since then. 

My experience too, of the flicks mind, the peanut or popcorn kernel ,  flung at the unsuspecting person in the lower rows, the smoke filled atmosphere, the heckling of the celluloid artist, the whoops of excitement for the heroes and the same from others for the villains. Well that's what it was like where I was 'dragged' up.

On second thoughts it was quiet good fun and that carefully aimed peanut often got that first reaction from the pretty girl in row AA and that first step to 'heaven' up in the gods!

1970/early 80s cinema going was always a tad fraught. Reel would grind to a halt, bomb warning. Would everyone please look under their seat! Yeah, whatever. No one ever left.