Though I didn’t ask anyone in the theater, I doubt that anyone was kept away from The Dark Knight Rises by the Aurora shootings. They showed up, paid attention, and were riveted until the final, emotion-filled minutes, the payoff quite satisfying.
The most emotional part, though, had nothing to do with the film itself. It was when those lights in the theater darkened, just as they had done 15 or so hours earlier in Aurora, and maybe all of us uttered a silent prayer for those we lost who just wanted to have that same fun communal experience of going to the movies.
Nearly three hours later, we all left safely. That was the most important thing of all.