Back on theme of inconsiderate cruisers: we were on the Fantasy a few weeks ago. I had posted here several times about the fact that my 6-yo ASD kid really wanted to see the new Star Wars movie, but he has a lot of trouble with loud noises, dark places, etc. I was looking for advice as to whether it would be shown in the rooms or not, etc. As it turned out, it was only playing in the theaters, so we decided to try to see it in the afternoon in the Buena Vista theater so we could see the 2D version (not wanting to add the 3D experience on top of his other challenges.)
We arrived at the theater 30 minutes in advance and chose seats in the last row in the first section - the row that has multiple breaks in it. In many theaters, these seats are reserved for wheelchair access, but the BV theater seats are not marked that way. We sat in in the middle of the theater next to an aisle so that I could leave if my son needed to get out of the theater. My 10-yo nephew was with us and he had to sit across the aisle from us.
About 3 minutes before the movie started this huge family - probably 11 people - came in with their grandmother in a wheelchair. They parked the wheelchair between my seat and my nephew's seat and they told him to move so someone could sit next to the grandmother. I objected, and said, "he's with us ..." and the wheelchair lady's ~50-yo son said, "he can move. We need this seat." I tried to see if there was a space my nephew could move to in front of us to try to help them, but although the seats in front of us were empty, they were being saved for someone else and they wouldn't let him sit there. (that's another annoyance, but whatever)
Ultimately I stood my ground and said that he needed to stay in his seat since I wasn't about to let a 10-yo boy sit in the dark far away from me next to a stranger, and they got really angry and said "We're going to talk to the manager." (to which I was thinking, "good luck with that") The whole family then proceeded to stand behind us, talking in Spanish about me, pointing at me, and talking about how rude *I* was being for not letting their grandmother sit there. Note that I hadn't ever said *she* couldn't have her chair there, I just didn't want my nephew moved.
I understand enough Spanish to know what was going on, and I even tried to explain to one of the family members that we had arrived early to ensure we had the seats we needed because of my own kid's special needs. The guy was super rude to me and they just continued to complain about me until the movie started. Even after the movie, they still gave me dirty looks all the way out of the theater.
It was really upsetting to me - I was hyped on adrenaline for the first half of the movie and couldn't hardly enjoy it. My husband was embarrassed by the whole scene and couldn't enjoy the movie either. Luckily the kids enjoyed the movie a lot - even my ASD kid enjoyed it though he wore my noise-cancelling headphones and had to hide during the scarier scenes.