Half a lifetime ago, a movie theater with eight or ten screens under one roof was an absolute overabundance of choice. Now however, everyone’s got 24 to 30 flicks to choose from, happily spending $15 or so dollars on a tent-pole movie ticket, a few more bucks for a popcorn and soda and then proceed to spend their time texting with a three-inch screen in their hands rather than watching the giant sliver one stretched out mere feet in front of them.
A place out of time, I happened to find myself at the B&B Theaters Windsor 10 last weekend, ready to settle in with a Saturday afternoon screening of Bohemian Rhapsody, but inadvertently falling back in total cinematic infatuation with that old movie-house once again. Located at 4023 NW 23rd Street, this is one of the very few remaining multiplexes—usually meaning ten screens or less—that hasn’t been turned into a filthy dollar movies yet.