We went to the mall to watch the movie last night, like real Americans. The volume was so loud I had to put gum in my ears (!) and the row in front of us was filled with tough-looking latinos. They're eating popcorn, passing sodas around, talking to eachother and into their cells, generally not paying much attention to what's happening on the screen. In the middle of the movie a man comes down to tell them "this is not their fucking living room", which results in two of the toughies debating what to do to this poor man before they disappear and come back again after roughly ten minutes. No idea what happened to the guy. They were a bit quieter afterwards though.