Once there was a young father with his two children talking over the movie. The movie was a documentary of sorts about wolves, but it was filmed from the perspective of a lone man who went to camp in the mountains to observe them, so it was quite magical. And the kids would talk in amazement whenever the film showed a wolf cub or something. It was a little distracting, but ultimately it kinda added to the wondrous feeling and I shrugged it off -it was fine. But a couple of older people were pissed at the kids, like really pissed. They kept commenting under their beards how it ruined the experience, then they started loudly arguing with the dad. They were the ones breaking everybody’s fun. I stood up, told them I was going to have them expelled, and they turned quiet. I was very happy about my decision this day