Fighting in cinemas reminds me of being taken to see Rock around the Clock in the 1950s, I was only about 7 or 8. We went to the pictures a lot in those days.
We went to our local Odeon, a beautiful art deco building, how's Zoroastrian religious centre. The film had been on a little while when these teddy boys started to fight, My parents ushered me out very quickly, I remember wanting to stay and watch. While we were leaving the police went in and arrested them all.
I've always loved the cinema. Husband and I used to love Hammer horror films and go to the midnight showings. Not as many films that I want to see these days, too many aimed at kids.