I actually like the fact that the theatres are chilly. I generally prefer my surroundings to be below 20 degrees C (or 68 F). Altho’ even people who aren’t polar bears like myself appreciate the chill when the movie house is packed with breathing, sweating, heat-radiating people and without the full-on AC the temp would hover around a 30 humidex.
The seats are very comfy, too – one of the few seats or chairs I ever sat in that I can lean my head back on (I have a tall body but short legs). And given that there are “two” front rows (an actual front row at the foot of the screen and another at the actual level of the theatre entrance), I sit in the second and can stretch my legs out.
Popcorn? One of the modern theatres I was in lately used real butter (I don’t partake, only because I got used to “dry” popcorn back when I counted calories). I still usually get a Coke in the “bladder-buster” size.
I was in a refurbished retro theatre in around Kinmount, Ontario. The owner built his own cineplex using screens, decorations, seats, projectors, etc all salvaged from old theatres.* One of the theatres had wrought-iron armrests on the wood seats, and the seats actually reclined back about 30 degrees or so. They were actually more comfortable than the padded small seats that were in vogue in the 70s/80s before they brought in the “Enterprise D” seats in the big theatres.
*I helped move and transport some of those beastly projectors. Cast iron base with lion-claw feet, and this big magnesium candle for a light source. The thing weighed about a quarter-ton. Owner of the theatre we got it from said that when they brought in a new projector, they used a crane to get it into the projection booth…but when they got rid of it, they cut away the floor of the booth and let the projector drop about three stories straight into the basement, then rebuilt the floor with new lumber and craned in a new machine. He said there were quite a few smashed projectors down in the basement.