There is a special sort of loneliness about sitting in a cinema on your own. Over the past year, I have frequently found myself watching an Australian movie as the sole member of an audience and, on three occasions, with only one other person in the cinema. Once the lights go down, it can be an uncomfortable, even spooky, feeling of detachment. Movie-going should be a communal activity of human smells, the eating of food, united laughter and tears. It heightens our pleasure to be able to share common experience in a dark cave, entranced by what is happening on the giant screen filled with light. Unfortunately that didn't happen to me very often, and the solitude probably made some dark films even grimmer.