To be frank, these naive audiences always charmed me. They are very much a throw-back to the 19th century theater audiences I’ve read about
I'm of an age that recalls mid 1950's Saturday elemtary school kid's matinees with cartoons, cowboy, and horror flicks. Raucus? You bet, mostly boys, jumping up from their seats shouting warnings to the screen hero. Empty popcorn boxes sometimes flew towards the screen villians accompanied by boos.
The adults watched the streams of young boys coming from all directions to the movie palace, secure in the knowledge that four blissful hours of peace were at hand.
Hi, Cov. There’s a wonderful British movie, written by the American William Rose, called The Smallest Show on Earth which hilariously spoofs those audiences.
Back in the 70-80s, I remember young boys taking over the Thalia on the Upper West Side during screenings of Ed Wood movies. They were absolutely sidesplitting in their remarks.