Plush red carpeting surrounded by walls of art deco sconces dimming. Then total darkness. The curtain reveals the screen as if hiding an elegant silver gem. On your lap, an enormous tub of buttery, salty popcorn. Ushers with flashlights seat the late arrivals, careful not to blind patrons with their flashlights. Settled in, there follows … Continue reading You Talkin’ to Me? I’m Mad as Hell, Stayin’ Alive, and I’m Gonna Fly Now; A Treatise on 1970s Cinema by Gavin Lakin – Post 13