The movie theaters of Main Street, Brattleboro, Vermont: Where my love affair with film began...
Where I first fell in love with movies.
The Latchis Movie Theater, on lower Main Street, Brattleboro, Vt. With it's echoey, magical astrological stars on the rain stained ceiling...and it's roman fantasy side balconies...
To the now gone, Paramount Movie Theater, on upper Main Street, Brattleboro, Vt. Right next to the Woolworths store, which smelled like popcorn and bubble gum and had little green box turtles in the very back. And it was right across the street from Dunkin' Donuts, on the corner next the the Brooks House, where I got my hair cut on the very tip, top of the building in the gondola room.
The Paramount had 75 cent double features on Saturday afternoons. Two movies and a pop corn for less than a dollar.
I remember never being more scared than I was watching The Something of Dracula. When Dracula drank blood his eyes got bigger and bigger till they exploded. I was traumatized for life.
But, the pop corn...Oh, the pop corn there....it was perfect. Perfection.
The train would rumble by during a show and the balcony would grown and shudder. We didn't care. It was the movies. It was perfect.
It had wooden floors and squeaky chairs. I loved it so, so much.
The Latchis Movie Theater, on lower Main Street, Brattleboro, Vt. With it's echoey, magical astrological stars on the rain stained ceiling...and it's roman fantasy side balconies...
To the now gone, Paramount Movie Theater, on upper Main Street, Brattleboro, Vt. Right next to the Woolworths store, which smelled like popcorn and bubble gum and had little green box turtles in the very back. And it was right across the street from Dunkin' Donuts, on the corner next the the Brooks House, where I got my hair cut on the very tip, top of the building in the gondola room.
The Paramount had 75 cent double features on Saturday afternoons. Two movies and a pop corn for less than a dollar.
I remember never being more scared than I was watching The Something of Dracula. When Dracula drank blood his eyes got bigger and bigger till they exploded. I was traumatized for life.
But, the pop corn...Oh, the pop corn there....it was perfect. Perfection.
The train would rumble by during a show and the balcony would grown and shudder. We didn't care. It was the movies. It was perfect.
It had wooden floors and squeaky chairs. I loved it so, so much.
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