Kuaci – or Melon Seeds.
They were the bane of cinema sweepers and my favorite hate targets during the years before I quit going to the cinemas altogether.
Strange things happened while the lights dimmed and darkness fell upon fellow movie-goers awaiting their reality-escape-fix. Those “click-click” Sensaround sounds would start, and they went on and on. It was really irritating, as patrons on left, right, front, back all did their cracking thing. More horrifying than hearing Count Dracula sip his favorite beverage.
Pity the sweepers. At the end of the show, the floor felt like having been deluged with an avalanche of kuaci shells.