Remember the death of Pearl Paint on Canal? Same kind of sadness. al.Īt the same time people have been lamenting for the last 20 years that NYC is becoming more and more corporate, and less and less accomodating for small- and mid-sized businesses, not to mention anyone earning less than a hefty six-figure income. They’re all pretty much gone now, although there’s still the Metrograph, the 13th street Quad Cinema as well as the Cinema Village, the Film Forum, MoMA, the Film Society of Lincoln Center, the Museum of the Moving Image, BAM, et. Manhattan was a repertory cinema boom town in the ’60s, ’70s and ’80s. Smarthouse cinemas have always been good for the soul. Diminishes the character of the city, makes the neighborhood a little less vibrant. Every time I’d walk by I’d look up at that shitty little marquee and say to myself, “Good, it’s still there.” So the closing is a very sad thing. A film-buff haven, a small business that has long fed the aura of Upper West Side knowingness. ![]() It was raining outside (which was part of the reason I’d bought a ticket) and as I sat in one of those crummy little theatres, which felt damp and stuffy that day with the odor of soaked umbrellas and raincoats, I remember saying to myself, “What am I doing here? I don’t like the movie and the atmosphere is down-at-the-heels and the seat is too uncomfortable to take a nap in.”īut I always respected the Lincoln Plaza. The last time I saw a film there was…oh, six or seven years ago. ![]() Tiny shoebox theatres, small screens, seats mounted too close together, no leg room. Honestly? I’ve always kind of hated this little basement-level plex. This sounds like Milsteins want to sever ties with the Talbots.
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