I worked at the El Rey as a relief projectionist in the late sixties/early seventies. It was part of Mann Theatres chain. The most successful film shown there during my time there was PATTON.
The theatre had a Great Waterfall Curtain. And the opening scene of PATTON with that flag as George C. Scott begins to talk to his troops was a sight to behold as the curtain rose to that scene.
Haven’t been back since those days so they had to have changed it quite a bit. As a movie theatre in those days, you went upstairs to a lounge with bathrooms and the manager'a and projection room was also accessible from there.
Anyway, it was great theatre to have worked at and I am glad it still survives.
I actually was in the Mayan Theatre a few times during my adolescent when it was owned by Carlos Tobalina. My buddies and myself would go down and watch “Infrasexum” which ran over a year at the Mayan in the late sixties. We would seat in the balcony and while the movie was running,you could the radio from the projection room. Usually a Dodger game if memory serves me well.
I was young and my hormones were raging and soft core movies were a adventure, in a way. Nevertheless, The Mayan and it’s architecture was a joy to behold.
I worked at the El Rey as a relief projectionist in the late sixties/early seventies. It was part of Mann Theatres chain. The most successful film shown there during my time there was PATTON.
The theatre had a Great Waterfall Curtain. And the opening scene of PATTON with that flag as George C. Scott begins to talk to his troops was a sight to behold as the curtain rose to that scene.
Haven’t been back since those days so they had to have changed it quite a bit. As a movie theatre in those days, you went upstairs to a lounge with bathrooms and the manager'a and projection room was also accessible from there.
Anyway, it was great theatre to have worked at and I am glad it still survives.
I actually was in the Mayan Theatre a few times during my adolescent when it was owned by Carlos Tobalina. My buddies and myself would go down and watch “Infrasexum” which ran over a year at the Mayan in the late sixties. We would seat in the balcony and while the movie was running,you could the radio from the projection room. Usually a Dodger game if memory serves me well.
I was young and my hormones were raging and soft core movies were a adventure, in a way. Nevertheless, The Mayan and it’s architecture was a joy to behold.