… as in, there was nobody else in the entire theatre.
It was just me for the matinee showing of Clerks II today. That’s never happened before. Had the whole joint to myself.
So I walked around during the movie, tried out a number of different seats, and jumped up and made hand shadows on the screen. It was fun in an eerie sort of way…
I was at a Sunday matinee showing of Love, Actuallysometime around Christmas the year it was released, ALL ALONE. Only time ever, and I go to a boatload of movies by myself. I sang aloud with the movie, changed seats a bunch of times, slurped my Diet Coke loudly, and put my feet up on the seatbacks without interference. I thought it was very cool. Wish it would happen again sometime.
Didn’t you feel secretly privileged somehow, like you’d rented the whole place JUST FOR YOUR viewing pleasure?
–Beck
I have never gone absolutely alone, but I do remeber a time a decade or so ago that the people I was with were the only people in the theater. We sat all over and finally decided that lounging on the floor in the aisles was most comfortable. There was talking and shouting and general merriment. I don’t remember what the movie was…
Happened to me when I went to see Ruthless People. Still laughed my head off. Funny, funny movie.
That makes me wonder what they do if absolutely nobody shows up for a given showing of a movie. Do they still show the movie to an empty room or do they just shut down the screen?
My wife and I saw I, Robot completely alone on my birthday a couple of years ago. We didn’t just have the movie to ourselves, we were the only customers in the entire THEATER. It was in a small town (Mansfield, OH) during a big race weekend and there was a big street party going on, consisting of the entire town. Thus, nobody was at the movies that night. They were just about to shut down when we showed up, but they took our $$ and ran it one more time, just for us!
It was pretty sweet 
About 15 years ago, I was one of three unrelated people in the theater to see the whateverth-anniversary special edition of 2001, all buffed up and shown on 70mm.
The presentation was simply glorious. Not only was the film itself in pristine condition because they went back to the original negatives, but the theater had been “refreshed” so everything was in perfect condition - new projector lamp, new sound system, new (or cleaned) screen, and so forth.
It felt odd being essentially alone in the theater, and this was an old-style single-screen house, so it was BIG.
I once went on a date, and there was one guy in the theater. I sat right in front of him.
Of course, I couldn’t keep from cracking up. We ended up chatting bit.
Last year I went with my parents to see Fever Pitch. We got to the theater about 15 minutes late. When we asked for tickets, the clerk said that she’d call and see if they could show us the movie. It turned out that no one had showed up, so they hadn’t started it yet. They decided to go ahead and start it for us, 20 minutes late, with all of the previews and commercials intact. The funniest part was that when the three of us sat down, my father whispered a question to me. I told him that I didn’t think he needed to whisper, since we were the only ones there.
I think I’ve told this story here before, so forgive me for repeating myself. I went to see Stoker Ace (okay, okay, I was an adolescent and on vacation in the middle of Pennsylvania, so sue me) and was needless to say, all by myself in the theater.
The best part was that they were doing a charity drive at the time. They showed an excruciatingly long trailer associated with the charity, trying to get you primed to give some money. I say excruciating, because for the whole length of the trailer, a theater usher stood in the aisle right next to me holding a cylinder for donations towards me.
The trailer gets done, he looks expectantly at me. I’m somewhere around 13; I’ve got nothing to give him. He walks off. Stoker Ace sucks, and they never show Loni Anderson’s naked breasts.