I remember taking my girlfriend at the time to see Avatar. Not The Last Airbender, not Way Of Water, the original James Cameron’s Dances With Ferngully. We ordered a bag of popcorn, and she would reach into the bag, get enthralled with the movie, and leave her hand in the bag. Then I’d go to get some popcorn and there was this chick’s hand in the way.

I stopped going to movies after we broke up.