Time was when I loved cinema, and would take myself off to the Hampstead Everyman, or the Curzon, or the Cameo Poly... but I gave up in about 1983, when so many cinemas were chopped up into little flock-walled 'screens', or separate viewing rooms. And then there was the cavalcade of crap that was Hollywood in the 80s and since - I couldn't give a toss about zombies or re-animated fossil monsters, or, come to that, car chases or people running about with hand-guns. None of that has conspired to lure me into the local 'Duplex' (whatever that means in this context) that has replace the now demolished cinema I last attended!
I have DVDs of many of the better films of the past -- and I can watch those in comfort, and put them on hold when the trip to the litter-tray becomes imperative. As it does... I have committed 'going to the pictures' to history, along with jazz clubs and youth clubs...