Watching The Hunger Games in a theater crammed to the max with sighing, squealing teenagers was, by far, the most exhilarating movie experience I've had in years.
Normally, clapping and shrieking(with intense sobbing at one point!), would set me off like a firework. I am full of righteous anger when a movie I paid ten bucks to see gets interrupted.
But not so last night. The energy in the theater was electric. I sat in the very back row, with a group whose average age was three times everyone else in the theater, and loved every freaking minute of it.