Lorcan, you don’t NEED a better way to project in a small house — the old way was fine! It added to the charm, and was a fantastic way to be introduced to a world of cinema I might otherwise would never have known. Perhaps you should put out feelers, see how many folks would be interested if the theater played movies on, say, one or two nights a week. I bet you’d get a strongly supportive response.
In any event, even if you don’t end up playing film there again, I’m very happy that the theater is still in the family and open for business.
A dump! Wow. I couldn’t have a more different opinion of this amazing place. It was, without a doubt, the most special theatre in which to see a movie. How can you beat eating a homemade brownie to Billie while waiting to see Bergman in Notorious? Sure, I could have seen Cagney and Bogart any number of times at home (and have), but it was much more than the movie that drew me there. Sitting in that small room, intimate and seemingly carved out of stone, with a group of like-minded movie enthusiasts, and preferably on a date, was electric. I still retain hope that the theatre will some day return to showing movies. If (when!) they do, I’ll be among the first to pick up the long list of coming attractions, circle the many dates I won’t want to miss, and tack it up on my refrigerator.
Lorcan, you don’t NEED a better way to project in a small house — the old way was fine! It added to the charm, and was a fantastic way to be introduced to a world of cinema I might otherwise would never have known. Perhaps you should put out feelers, see how many folks would be interested if the theater played movies on, say, one or two nights a week. I bet you’d get a strongly supportive response.
In any event, even if you don’t end up playing film there again, I’m very happy that the theater is still in the family and open for business.
A dump! Wow. I couldn’t have a more different opinion of this amazing place. It was, without a doubt, the most special theatre in which to see a movie. How can you beat eating a homemade brownie to Billie while waiting to see Bergman in Notorious? Sure, I could have seen Cagney and Bogart any number of times at home (and have), but it was much more than the movie that drew me there. Sitting in that small room, intimate and seemingly carved out of stone, with a group of like-minded movie enthusiasts, and preferably on a date, was electric. I still retain hope that the theatre will some day return to showing movies. If (when!) they do, I’ll be among the first to pick up the long list of coming attractions, circle the many dates I won’t want to miss, and tack it up on my refrigerator.