This a cute indy cinema. You still buy your ticket from a real person, the old fashioned way, and there's a lovely concessions' store selling booze n sweets. The staff are clearly movie buffs too, with personal recommendations on what to watch next as we left. The only problem we had here is that for the first part of the movie, Silver Linings Playbook, a stupid couple, possibly drunk, kept talking. In the end, I told them to shut up. The cinema is so homely that perhaps they forgot they were actually at the movies, but as another patron shouted at them, "You're not in your f**king lounge now, dude..This isn't TV at home." After 20mins, they left. It was a rainy day, and my guess is they'd been at the beer all day, then decided to go see an Oscar nominated movie, but were either too intoxicated, lacking in brainpower, or both, to appreciate the film and the quality of their surroundings. Don't know how you guard against this though. Don't let the odd idiot put you off taking in a movie at this place which feels way more personal than a multiplex.