When I hear bad economic news about those multiscreen theater corporations, it makes me happy. My apologies to those who may lose their jobs, but I detest those multiscreen monstrosities.
Multiplexes provide about as much atmosphere for the experience of cinematic art as a fast-food restaurant does for a five-star haute cuisine dinner. But that may be appropriate because much of what is now on the screen is more like fast food than fine dining since special effects and superfluous violence, sex and profanity now masquerade as character development, plot and dialog.
I miss the big four on Church Street: the Tennessee with its sweeping staircase, the old Lowe