My mother used to go there during the 40s. She remembered a funny little guy who used to man the ticket booth. She went back 35 years later – and the same guy was working the ticket booth. She recognized him instantly. She also told me the Exeter was one of two Boston movie theaters that showed foreign films. The other was on Mass. Ave and was flattened by the Christian Scientists. She remembered seeing Kind Hearts And Coronets at one of these two, in 1949.
In 1982 I went to see William Burroughs do a reading from his latest writings in a hugh Market St theatre. I remember the place as vaguely Art Deco in look, painted a khaki color.
Not sure if this is the place. There was something in a local paper about entrepeneurs leasing the place, trying to turn it from porn back into a legit venue.
It didn’t last; before long the theatre had gone back to porn. Does this jog anyone’s memory?
Does anyone remember the wallpaper in the lobby? For some odd reason I remember it vividly – at least as vividly as the lighting allowed.
It was a lurid green/silver Art Deco design, obviously a relic of modernization long, long ago.
And yes, I also remember that famous wooden escalator that never worked.
I can’t say I miss the place too much; it literally stank. You could smell the lobby as you approached, like a vast rotten mouth exhaling halitosis at you.
My mother used to go there during the 40s. She remembered a funny little guy who used to man the ticket booth.
She went back 35 years later – and the same guy was working the ticket booth. She recognized him instantly. She also told me the Exeter was one of two Boston movie theaters that showed foreign films. The other was on Mass. Ave and was flattened by the Christian Scientists. She remembered seeing Kind Hearts And Coronets at one of these two, in 1949.
And still empty now. I was over there today and it looks the same except the glassed in front was covered in plywood.
I wonder how the roof’s holding up? It was raining hard all day today.
In 1982 I went to see William Burroughs do a reading from his latest writings in a hugh Market St theatre. I remember the place as vaguely Art Deco in look, painted a khaki color.
Not sure if this is the place. There was something in a local paper about entrepeneurs leasing the place, trying to turn it from porn back into a legit venue.
It didn’t last; before long the theatre had gone back to porn. Does this jog anyone’s memory?
Does anyone remember the wallpaper in the lobby? For some odd reason I remember it vividly – at least as vividly as the lighting allowed.
It was a lurid green/silver Art Deco design, obviously a relic of modernization long, long ago.
And yes, I also remember that famous wooden escalator that never worked.
I can’t say I miss the place too much; it literally stank. You could smell the lobby as you approached, like a vast rotten mouth exhaling halitosis at you.
And what about that horror toilet in the cellar…?