I’m with you. I feel a bit bad because my husband loves (or loved) the experience of going to the movies, whereas I couldn’t care less and would prefer my couch. But we used to go because he enjoyed it, and it was nice to avoid spoilers for big things. Nowadays between having kids and the overall experience of movie-going having completely gone down the shitter and more expensive to boot, we don’t go anymore. And I don’t really miss it. He goes out sometimes with his buddies to see a movie, and I’ll tell him if there’s something he has to wait to see with me (Dune is the only thing recently).