Cheese Royale

I find multiplexes are a risky cinema-going experience. I usually end each visit to one saying "never again."

Tonight went ok at first I thought... There weren't any neds in the row behind - so noone to kick the back of the seat or (gasp) put their feet up on the headrest beside my head. ...Noone talking during the start of the film: waiting only until the characters start talking before shutting up. (Bonus - no distant drone of commentary by the die-hard fan - always a risk with the Bond series). ...And noone grazing continuously on some noisy foodstuff (why do cinemas invest tens of £000s in dobly systems and then sell sweets in crinkly wrappers?).

Nope - none of the above. In fact- I thought it was going pretty well... That was - until the dim staff forgot to dim the spotlights at the start of the dim film. For the entire dim film.

Nice.

(Never Again.)