Oh, man. Two years back, I was vacationing in DC, and on an afternoon when I was taking a break from museum-ing, I caught T3 in a theater in the train station. I counter three other white people. The majority was black, and the majority of them were dressed like your stereotypical ghetto kids. I noticed, but didn't really pay it any mind, thinking that the audience would quiet down during the movie. Yeah, right. But, here's the weird thing: every tme someone gets physically assaulted, these people laugh. Hard. And then at some of the jokes, they start BOOING, which led to more general chaos, shouting, and then more laughing. I swear, this crowd enjoyed the film as much as any audience could have, and probably don't remmeber a scene. It was awesome. I couldn't even be mad.
That sounds like a great time.