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Goodbye Mr Flicks — 3 Comments

  1. I’ve never been much of a cinema hand, but I used to go religiously to every new Bond movie in the week of release. A mate and I had been doing it ever since we were allowed to go on our own (and before, now I think of it; I think the first one we saw was that dodgy Thunderball knockoff Connery did in the ’80s). The last time I was in a cinema was for Skyfall. I PVR’d SPECTRE off the telly over a year ago, and I still haven’t watched it.

    As you say, why bother wasting time and money sitting in a shoebox watching some over-processed digital video? I remember the first time I went to the movies: the Christopher Reeve Superman, at the ABC-2 in Glasgow. It was one of the last “real” cinemas ever built in Europe, opening in 1970 (or thereabouts). We had to queue outside, which nobody would stand for these days, but that just elevated the excitement. Once we got inside, the place was cavernous. It felt like an indoor football stand. And the screen was huge. I can’t recall how big exactly, but they used to boast about it above the door, along with their 70mm projector.

    But what do you get nowadays? A 100-seat auditorium with a screen barely bigger than some folk’s tellies. And sound cranked up to the point of distortion.

    Nah. If I had a kid, I think I’d make his first experience of the big screen a visit to the local IMAX for a nature documentary or something. That’s closer to what the cinema used to be than any modern multiplex.

  2. It’s sad to hear the state of theaters in your neck of the woods. Here in Flyoveriam, US our local cineplex’s prices have stabilized and they are offering many fun events that don’t have the 30 minutes of commercials beforehand, etc. We recently took the toddler to his first movie (Wizard of Oz) and, though he’d seen the movie a dozen times, he was mesmerized. He especially appreciated the powered recliner.

    I worked in a theater for summer jobs growing up and I find them cleaner and having fewer troublemakers than in my youth. Though I have to agree that the movie output has been shit, the experience is still something special so I stick to the special events. A night away from the crumb crunchers while I enjoy My Fair Lady for the 100th time beckons.

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