Nov 29 2013
I know I’m not the only one who laments the demise of the American movie house.
No, no, no. It hasn’t died. Yet. For a whole host of reasons, it’s been gradually dying for about three decades now. Arguably, the price of admission – coupled with the rising cost of refreshments – is the greatest factor working against the cinemas; when it becomes almost as expensive to take the family to see “Finding Nemo 3: Something Smells Fishy” as it is to take them to see the Seattle Mariners’ baseball game, then you may as well place an order for the tombstone. Not the pizza. The one for a gravesite.
And Hollywood hasn’t done itself any favors, that’s for sure. Each year, the studios continue to turn out film after film that kinda/sorta pokes fun at what has been the social norms of the past century (traditional marriage, American Exceptionalism, the nuclear family, etc.). The emergence of a class of people who refuse to spend money as a form of endorsement against their personal beliefs or convictions has Tinseltown accountants creating even more contorted forms of math to “qualify” studio profits.
But hey – I didn’t start this column as a political statement, and I won’t end it that way, either. Continue Reading »