Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker. I was wedged between two of the fattest guys in the known universe, one of whom smelled like very old clothes and buttcrack sweat and was gently kneading his crotch during the movie. My left leg kept going numb because I could hardly move for two and a half hours, except when either of them chuckled, making my whole body chuckle with him. So I guess I'm looking forward to rewatching this in a less absurdly claustrophobic setting, but the movie was alright if a little jumbly.