Youngest was all of 3 when we took him to see Lion King at the movie theatre.  It was a big production.  We drove to the mall, parked the car, got our tickets, stood in line for popcorn and drinks (yes, of course, he got his own bucket) and then found seats in the crowded theatre finally settling in to watch the previews and anticipate the opening theme music we'd been listening to on cassette tape.  Comfortably situated, we munched our snacks enjoying the crowd, and then, about five minutes into the main feature, he tossed his bucket on the floor (empty!), stood up, and announced in his outside voice, "I'm finiched wit da movie now!"