My childhood neighbourhood was The Beaches. In addition to The Goof restaurant; the boardwalk; and the Queen Street shopping strip, one of the beloved attributes of the area was the Fox Theatre.
It played second-run features, it was grotty and we loved it! It wore its patina of grunge and movie memories proudly. (Of course, now it's been cleaned up.)
Back in the day, during any given night-time screening, you would hear a tinkle, tinkle, tinkle sound... the sound of a beer bottle escaping from its owner and rolling down the floor; sometimes you heard it more than once.
No one called the cops, no one freaked out and the screening carried on. Sometimes I miss those days of less regulation... they were more civil, in a way. Oddly.
Anyway, I thought of all this when I learned that the Bloor Cinema in our area is licensed. Not the same thing, at all, but as close as we're going to get, I suppose!
Cheers,
Vanessa
PS Triggers another memory: hordes of people were lined up our street regularly during TIFF because The Bloor is at the bottom and around the corner. Our tenants had a visitor from Thunder Bay and he asked crowd members why they were lined up. Every single person laughed at him! Snots.... this is the type of above-it-all ugliness that contributes to Toronto's bad name in some parts of Canada. Shame.
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