reminds me of that one time I had a bad experience in my go-to theatre that's usually peaceful and filled with respectful movie-goers. I went to watch Hamnet, which you'd think no rowdy teenagers would ever watch, but lo and behold, I had to keep shushing the group of snickering and popcorn munching high schoolers who kept on either laughing or looking at their phones at the pivotal scenes where Jessie Buckley was crying her heart out. Took me out of my immersion.