A Day at the Movies.
There were a lot of schoolchildren on a field trip to the Broad Theater to catch an 11:00 matinee this morning. The theater ran out of nachos.
A large popcorn costs $7.00 at the Broad Theater. We couldn’t finish the tub. I may not eat until tomorrow. It was $7.00 well spent. That was a lot of popcorn. $7.00 can also be well spent on a monthly subscription to my letters to you. Get the whole story.
For the price of a tub of popcorn at the Broad Theater on North Broad, you can be a friend of your humble narrator. We call that value where I come from. Ask anyone who really knows me.
Everyone has an opinion.
All the schoolchildren at the Broad Theater weren’t there to see The Northman. Nanette and I had the theater to ourselves. Then, another guy showed up. He took his shoes off to watch the show. He was sitting a few rows away on the other side of the room. A person may as well be comfortable at an empty matinee. That’s what I always say.
At the Broad they have “Bring Your Own Baby” matinees, usually at around 11:00. The lights are only dimmed and the sound is turned down. It’s great. The babies sleep through most of the show. You’ll never know they are there.
Do you know what the Broad should offer? Wait for it. Nude matinees. I see an unfulfilled niche. The lights are turned off, so what’s the big deal? Sometimes a person wants to enjoy a good movie as nature intended. They could probably charge a premium of $3.00 a ticket.
Guess who I am sending a copy of this letter. This idea should net me at least unlimited free popcorn for a year.
The past couple of years have been a rough patch for the traditional theater business. Novelty sells.
I am about to talk about the nudist park in Slidell. I have already talked about it twice today. Once was at breakfast. The other time was at Dollar General. Three different people. I would like to talk about something else but people keep bringing it up. Maybe they are running ads on television. I would never know.
At Indian Hills Nudist Park, you have to sit on a towel at all times. I think they capitalize it. AT ALL TIMES!!! That would be a hard policy to police in a darkened movie theater.
I am happy to report that except for two pairs of shoeless feet, one pair with socks and one without, and two pairs of sockless feet, One of them with shoes and one of them without, no one was otherwise unclothed at the screening of The Northman this morning. If this were a riddle I would ask you how many people were in the theater.
The answer is usually three.
The 11:00 matinee is always the most intimate show of the day. I don’t mind telling people. Nobody is going to spoil that by crowding into the first matinee of the day. It’s not like Star Wars or Black Panther. Those two films were groundbreaking. This was just a regular movie.
Most people have better things to do on at 11:00AM on a Tuesday than going to the movies. I don’t. I am a flaneur. That means, when I get home, I don’t watch anything. When I am home, I have things to do, my appetite for diversion already satisfied during my daily soujerns. I work from home.
Life in New Orleans is movie enough for me most of the time. I encounter enough plot twists in my day-to-day rounds.
Now for the really interesting stuff….