If we are to discuss ‘hostile’ audiences whilst watching something that is a matter of taste, then it has to be a GF dragging me to a packed screen at one of the local cinemas to watch Mama Mia. I was just trying to sit there and get through the film, minding my own business, but surrounded by hundreds of screaming, singing women that were jumping around, banging my seat and creating real fear in me have probably produced one of the worst viewing experiences I’ve ever lived through.
Almost as bad as the time me and a mate had the misfortune to walk past the entrance of a theatre in Scarborough when hundreds of drunken, sex starved middle aged (and above) women piled out of a Chippendales show.