Perhaps you’ve heard them.

Chuckles, snorts, even outright guffaws emitted by your fellow moviegoers.

They ripple through the crowd when Nicole Kidman laps up milk from a saucer on her hands and knees in “Babygirl,” when Lily-Rose Depp contorts herself inhumanly in “Nosferatu,” when Mikey Madison is bound and gagged in “Anora,” when Daniel Craig is shooting heroin in “Queer” — maybe also when Adrien Brody does the same in “The Brutalist.”

Maybe it was you making those sounds.

“It was so self-serious, I could not handle it,” said Rob Truglia, a 34-year-old marketing consultant in Brooklyn, of his experience watching “Queer.”

The friends who had accompanied him to the film, a historical drama directed by Luca Guadagnino, didn’t find it nearly so amusing, he said.

He had a similar reaction to “Nosferatu,” the hyper-stylized vampire movie from the director Robert Eggers: “When Lily-Rose Depp’s character has the possessive episode, it was so over the top,” Mr. Truglia said. “It’s this beautiful woman foaming at the mouth and ripping off her clothes. The director must have been aware of the humor there.”

Not everyone is so sure. As some moviegoers yuck it up while watching this batch of critically acclaimed awards-season contenders, many of their seatmates are uneasy. Others are annoyed. Maybe even a bit judge-y.