The Lewis and Clark Cinema was undoubtedly the most vile theater in the Seattle area — the staff looked like zombies dredged up out of the Duwamish; the theater itself was filthy (sticky floors, etc.)…
The one time we went there we actually thought maybe the place had shut down: there was a vast, empty parking lot; an empty, windswept concrete corridor with banks of old dried leaves. Eventually we found the “front” of the cinema which was at the end of this unlit tunnel. Once inside, we were baffled by the peculiar museum-like quality of the lobby: there were various Lewis and Clark displays without any particular explanation.
We had come to see the first Spider Man film, and with some trepidation made our way through the cavernous, deserted lobby to our designated theater. Somewhere along this dim, hushed journey we found a forlorn concessions stand where some slackjawed adolescent, more pimple than face, prepared a bucket of popcorn.
Finally we found our theater, took our seats, and settled in for… a nightmare!!!
Four girls in the row behind us spent much of the film idly kicking our seats, and at some point they spilled their soda pops. Elsewhere in the theater, a family brought their infants and young children who hollered and capered about the theater for much of the film. At one point an usher — an old guy wielding a flashlight — came down the aisle peering under everyone’s seat. This failing to turn up the presumably lost article, they eventually stopped the film and turned on the lights for about ten minutes: right at the climactic end of the film. I can’t remember if they started the film from the same place they left off. It didn’t matter… it probably wasn’t much of a movie to start with, but it was truly a ruinous way to watch it. I have loathed Spider Man films ever since.
And as for this “treasure”… Bulldoze it! Bulldoze it now! I can hardly think of a better use for that atrocity than a parking lot.
A treasure???
The Lewis and Clark Cinema was undoubtedly the most vile theater in the Seattle area — the staff looked like zombies dredged up out of the Duwamish; the theater itself was filthy (sticky floors, etc.)…
The one time we went there we actually thought maybe the place had shut down: there was a vast, empty parking lot; an empty, windswept concrete corridor with banks of old dried leaves. Eventually we found the “front” of the cinema which was at the end of this unlit tunnel. Once inside, we were baffled by the peculiar museum-like quality of the lobby: there were various Lewis and Clark displays without any particular explanation.
We had come to see the first Spider Man film, and with some trepidation made our way through the cavernous, deserted lobby to our designated theater. Somewhere along this dim, hushed journey we found a forlorn concessions stand where some slackjawed adolescent, more pimple than face, prepared a bucket of popcorn.
Finally we found our theater, took our seats, and settled in for… a nightmare!!!
Four girls in the row behind us spent much of the film idly kicking our seats, and at some point they spilled their soda pops. Elsewhere in the theater, a family brought their infants and young children who hollered and capered about the theater for much of the film. At one point an usher — an old guy wielding a flashlight — came down the aisle peering under everyone’s seat. This failing to turn up the presumably lost article, they eventually stopped the film and turned on the lights for about ten minutes: right at the climactic end of the film. I can’t remember if they started the film from the same place they left off. It didn’t matter… it probably wasn’t much of a movie to start with, but it was truly a ruinous way to watch it. I have loathed Spider Man films ever since.
And as for this “treasure”… Bulldoze it! Bulldoze it now! I can hardly think of a better use for that atrocity than a parking lot.
-bluejack