i'd like to take a moment to sing the praises of old, run-down movie theaters. you know, the ones with the 18 rows of half-broken seats atop slightly (or very) soda and popcorn sticky floors. the zitty geeks who work there are a little more goth. the tickets are only $6 and are those tiny yellow generic ones that just say "admit one." the ticket nerd tears the ticket in half and then runs over to the concession stand to help you there. it's really a satisfying funk factor. i'm the first to admit that there's a time and place for the 45 screen megaplex with stadium seating- like when you're seeing lord of the rings or something. but don't you think there's something satisfying about taking your money to the rinky dink place? i do.
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