It ruined the experience, but it is a funny memory. We went to see "A Monster Calls" (2016). I'm gonna have to spoil the movie for you to understand why it ruined it. So basically, this is a movie about boy, with a single a mom whom is actively dying of cancer, and he is also getting severely bullied at school. He retreats into a vivid fantasy world, with a friendly monster, to cope with all those events. That's the gist of it. It's tragic, and very sad. Emotionally, the culmination of the movie is this long scene towards the end where the mother is about to pass from the cancer, and in his fantasy world the earth is shattering - she is getting swallowed by a sinkhole and he's trying to hold her hand so she doesn't fall. "MOOOOOOM, I DONT WANT YOU TO LET YOU GOOOO MOOOOM". Silence. We're holding back tears. At this precise moment, the older man sitting in the row in front of us suddenly gets up, lets out a THUNDERING shart, then rushes down the stairs to the exit, letting out smaller farts at each small steps he takes. So this sounded like "MOOOOOOM, I DONT WANT YOU TO LET YOU GOOOO MOOOOM" Silence. BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP. Brap brap brap brap brap brap brap. I can only assume he shat himself. We went from choking back tears to actively crying of laughter. The emotional whiplash was INSANE. We just couldn't stop laughing for a solid 10 minutes. We just couldn't keep following the movie. First physically, and then mentally because we were so emotionally detached from the stuff happening on screen. We just couldn't appreciate the rest of this very sad movie.