I remember watching many of the “beach” movies at the Roxy. Used to hop on my bike and pedal from our house on 2nd Street and 17th Ave to see the Saturday or Sunday matinee. It was a sad day when they closed and converted to adult flicks. After the adult years it became a theater for the Hispanic crowd for a few years before finally closing.
I was an usher at the Paradise 67 – 69. Owners at that time were Abe and Barney Brotman. Quite a pair. They had a falling out years earlier and would not speak directly to each other. It was up to one of the employees, usually the cashier, to repeat what one would say to the other, even f they were in the same room together.
The theater had a high curved ceiling with a blue background with clouds and sparkle point stars. A row of lights along the top of the walls would softly illuminate the ceiling. The screen was mounted a few feet back from the front of the stage that was used for live shows in the early years. There also was an orchestra/piano pit in front of the stage which was covered by a plank floor. The theater had a small balcony section, if I remember correctly, only about 10 rows deep. I only remember one occasion we used the balcony for seating. Mostly it was just for storage.
Our busiest times were on the weekends when kids could get in for a dime and adults fifty cents before 5 pm. After that it was a $1.10 for adults and a half a buck for kids.
During that time we were a second run theater. After the big guys had the films (The Fort in Rock Island, The Capital and RKO in Davenport) we would get them. Twice a week trips to the Greyhound Depot to drop off one set of film cases and to pick up the next.
Entering the theater you would be in a tiled foyer. On the right was the box office. After you bought your ticket you would enter the carpeted lobby where the doorman would take your ticket, rip it in half and give you a stub. If you turned to the left, you would find the concession stand where we sold the usual theater staples. If you wanted a soft drink, you would have to use a vending machine that dispensed the drinks in paper cups.
After getting your grub you would turn around a be facing a wall with a display of upcoming feature posters. There were two single doors, one to the left and one to the right that led into the theater itself. Further to the left and right were curved staircases that led to the balcony and restrooms, ladies to the left and men to the right. Also at the top of the stairs on the right side was the door to the projection booth.
The booth had the original twin carbon arc 35mm projectors and a glass slide projector that was only used when a problem happened to display a please stand by type of message. I was lucky enough to be befriended by one of the projectionists who would allow me to come in on my days off and help run the projectors, splice coming attraction trailers together and just hang out.
One thing I’m sure most people didn’t even notice was that the back side of the theater, facing 4th Avenue and the railroad tracks, was painted. By the time I worked at the Paradise the painting was worn and faded, but still proudly proclaimed “The Paradise Theater – Home of Singing and Talking Pictures”.
Sorry for being so long winded but I just have fond memories of the place. After all, the Paradise is where in December of 1968 I met a certain young girl who, after some serious wooing and courting, became my bride. Still together after all this time. Still sharing memories of the Paradise.
I remember watching many of the “beach” movies at the Roxy. Used to hop on my bike and pedal from our house on 2nd Street and 17th Ave to see the Saturday or Sunday matinee. It was a sad day when they closed and converted to adult flicks. After the adult years it became a theater for the Hispanic crowd for a few years before finally closing.
I was an usher at the Paradise 67 – 69. Owners at that time were Abe and Barney Brotman. Quite a pair. They had a falling out years earlier and would not speak directly to each other. It was up to one of the employees, usually the cashier, to repeat what one would say to the other, even f they were in the same room together.
The theater had a high curved ceiling with a blue background with clouds and sparkle point stars. A row of lights along the top of the walls would softly illuminate the ceiling. The screen was mounted a few feet back from the front of the stage that was used for live shows in the early years. There also was an orchestra/piano pit in front of the stage which was covered by a plank floor. The theater had a small balcony section, if I remember correctly, only about 10 rows deep. I only remember one occasion we used the balcony for seating. Mostly it was just for storage.
Our busiest times were on the weekends when kids could get in for a dime and adults fifty cents before 5 pm. After that it was a $1.10 for adults and a half a buck for kids.
During that time we were a second run theater. After the big guys had the films (The Fort in Rock Island, The Capital and RKO in Davenport) we would get them. Twice a week trips to the Greyhound Depot to drop off one set of film cases and to pick up the next.
Entering the theater you would be in a tiled foyer. On the right was the box office. After you bought your ticket you would enter the carpeted lobby where the doorman would take your ticket, rip it in half and give you a stub. If you turned to the left, you would find the concession stand where we sold the usual theater staples. If you wanted a soft drink, you would have to use a vending machine that dispensed the drinks in paper cups.
After getting your grub you would turn around a be facing a wall with a display of upcoming feature posters. There were two single doors, one to the left and one to the right that led into the theater itself. Further to the left and right were curved staircases that led to the balcony and restrooms, ladies to the left and men to the right. Also at the top of the stairs on the right side was the door to the projection booth.
The booth had the original twin carbon arc 35mm projectors and a glass slide projector that was only used when a problem happened to display a please stand by type of message. I was lucky enough to be befriended by one of the projectionists who would allow me to come in on my days off and help run the projectors, splice coming attraction trailers together and just hang out.
One thing I’m sure most people didn’t even notice was that the back side of the theater, facing 4th Avenue and the railroad tracks, was painted. By the time I worked at the Paradise the painting was worn and faded, but still proudly proclaimed “The Paradise Theater – Home of Singing and Talking Pictures”.
Sorry for being so long winded but I just have fond memories of the place. After all, the Paradise is where in December of 1968 I met a certain young girl who, after some serious wooing and courting, became my bride. Still together after all this time. Still sharing memories of the Paradise.