HIGHLY RECOMMENDED

Going to the flicks used to be the same the world over as Chelliah Laity's beautiful, nostalgic post, THE CALL OF A BOLLYWOOD MEMORY, shows very well indeed.

Nowadays the experience is still the same the world over, but not in the same magical, something really special, way it used to be back in the day of Art Deco cinemas, plush carpets and a double feature. Nowadays we sit like battery hens in a black box, listening to the films being shown in the black boxes on either side of our black box. Heck, you can't even smoke in cinemas now and there's no Kia-Ora. And what ever happened to the grumpy old man with the torch?

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