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This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. As I’ve said before, “There are movies that you…
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This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. As I’ve said before, “There are movies that you…
Originally posted on Seetimaar-Diary of a Movie Lover:
Niles Schwartz, blogs on movies at the NilesFiles, which in his own words are “A little long and…
Being a senior projectionist, at age 22 for the first half of 1977, no less, at the independent Huntington Park Warner Theatre (a place I had come to regularly since I was a kid), was a one-of-a-kind experience. I went from someone who knew next to nothing about the trade to someone who could at the very least get a movie projected — by hook or by crook.
Full Trailer for Japanese ‘Unforgiven’ Remake | /Film. If there is a film I’m most anticipating, that hadn’t been on my radar before, then this is…
The second longest run during my term, and only behind Jaws for concession stand profit. And just like that film, the projectionists learned it quite well. In my case, that fact alone saved me and another worker.
To put it mildly, Burt Reynolds has had an interesting career — feel free to read in the old Chinese blessing slash curse at this point. His charismatic presence with early recurring roles on the Gunsmoke and Riverboat television series got many people’s attention (mine included, as a kid transfixed with TV). He parlayed that into larger and larger film roles.
By week three, all of the working projectionists could perform a changeover without watching for cue marks. We knew the movie so well we could do it by listening to the soundtrack and dialog alone. No one was happier to see it go than the crew in the booth (we were so sick of it). I couldn’t re-watch that movie again till sometime in the 90s.
Originally posted on 50 Westerns From The 50s.:
Today would be composer Jerome Moross’ 100th birthday. 50s Western fans know him for his terrific score for The…
The blogger otherwise known as the Scientist Gone Wordy and I return for another round in this parallel post thingy of ours. However, given the title we agreed…
I guess when you come down to it, this involvement of working as a projectionist from 1976 – 1977 at the Warner Huntington Park Theater was a unique one. It simultaneously fed me concession stand food & drink (though for years afterward, I couldn’t stand to drink Pepsi), pocket money, and experiences that couldn’t have come from anywhere else.
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. I’ve said it before, timing is everything. And Kelle Pratt, she of the Outspoken & Freckled blog and various, wonderful blogathons, recently batted clean-up with one film for another. Ratnakar Sadasyula, an equally marvelous and generous movie blogger, not long ago completed his Sydney Pollack Blogathon over at Seetimar-Diary of a Movie Lover. This film, in a nice touch, brought the curtain down for the online event, and stirred a memory in the process.
Greetings, once again. After some refreshing down time during the long July Fourth weekend. I’ve returned refreshed and renewed. And with a better appreciation of those who aided in making some of the smaller, less known films of the 1970s and 80s larger and more entertaining than first imagined.
Cinema Viewfinder: Dennis Farina. Wonderful tribute by blogger/writer Tony Dayoub for a character actor who made quite an impression in his second career, post-Chicago law enforcement:…
After being promoted by attrition to lead projectionist at the Huntington Park Warner Theater, following an all too short stint of a few months showing movies, I attempted to settle into a semblance of routine. The summer of 1976, though, threw that totally out of proportion with its arrival as I completed of my college spring semester. The result of which gave me more time to work.
Reader Results: The Top Ten Greatest Science Fiction Film Endings. Friend and author John Kenneth Muir posted the results of his latest reader Top Ten today over…
Within weeks of heading to Century City one night for a movie, only to find Huey helicopters blitzing the avenue on their way up to the Nakatomi Plaza building, I’d begun the last romance of my life. Unbeknownst to me, mind you, but that’s quite okay. At this point, months into it, I found I rather enjoyed being swept up.
This is the next entry in a Theatre… a Movie… and a Time, a series that was begun here. I’ve neglected this series for other things of late.…
Almost like clockwork, my friend and author John Kenneth Muir announced another of his Reader Top Ten list collaborations. And it’s a doozy, folks: “The question…
My Wednesdays were never, ever, the same from this moment forward. Primarily because, for those of us old enough to remember, that mid-point of the week was once the traditional day when movies opened, were released into theaters, back then. And preparing for the weekly changes was what I had to learn. It came with the new lead role I’d inherit.
Here, I head-counted a half-dozen patrons enjoying the movie as it drew down to the last of its scenes. I bounded upstairs in time to execute a proper changeover. Nothing out of the ordinary, really. All was well, yes? It was…until I went down again. As was my routine to see that no exit doors were left ajar, this occurred a mere 5 minutes later.