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| From March 2010 |
I have long suffered a tropism for the old skewl movie houses. Forgive me for waxing nostalgic but I prefer the old movie houses to the new cineplexes. My thinking being that going out to view a film is a distinctly tactile, social event. So viewing a movie in a house- as opposed to a cineplex- is an inherently more accessible and human scale experience. Plus the old places have the mystique of the golden age of film. And nn that point, The Highland Park delivers.
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| From March 2010 |
As for the film, it was worth seeing. I know of several who have said they prefer not to see it, but I am glad that I did. Certainly not a demographic with which I have experience, but stepping out of one's world is really what 'cinema' is about. Sometimes we do it to be entertained by avatars, or the editorial department of 'Vogue'. Other times impoverished, abused girls from Harlem.
To you dear readers, I'd be interested to hear about or see some pics from your favorite movie houses. 'Lemme know.
