The last time I went to the cinema (pre-pandemic), my friend was on the end of the row, with me next in. The cinema was full.
The woman on my left had her phone out through the adverts, through the trailers, and through the 'put your phone on silent and don't talk or text' Alfred Hitchcock announcement.
I glared at her. I looked pointedly at the glowing rectangle. I tried to ignore it.
10 minutes in, she says 'Excuse me' and my friend and I have to move to let her out. 5 mins of peace watching the film before she returns. Back with the phone.
I whisper, 'Please put your phone away - it's distracting'. She whispers back 'Sorry, I can't'.
5 minutes later we have to move to let her out again, and this time she starts talking at normal volume on her phone before she has left the auditorium, so lots of people turn round and effectively tut.
Back again and I hissed 'PLEASE put your phone away!' She replied, 'I'm on call' and didn't put the phone away but kind of slid it down between her and the man she was with so it was less visible.
5 minutes later, we have to move again, and she starts a phonecall again as she leaves the auditorium.
This time she didn't return.
At the end of the film, I sid to the man, who hadn't moved or looked remotely bothered, 'Is she okay?'
'Oh yes,' he said, breezily.'She's a doctor and she's on call. She rarely sees a full film'.
Why would any doctor on call go to see the cinema, and clearly on a regular basis, and even if she did think that was reasonable (which it isn't!), book an internal seat?
I was so cross, and that experience, together with the perpetual crisp eaters at my previous visit, completely put me off going to the cinema, even post-pandemic.