Everyone seemed to know someone there even the person introducing the movie called out a few regulars and had conversations with them. The crowd was lively-they laughed at all the jokes, pointed out all the green screen flubs, and made me feel as though I’d stepped into a tight knit group of friends. In fact, the whole theater had a sense of closeness, partially because the will call and concessions had to be managed by the same person, but also because the room was packed. The screen, by the way, was tiny, but it was balanced out by the small size of the room.
So much character has been put into every shot-at one point I thought I could see the reflection of the filmmakers in the cinema screen.
FP2: Beats of Rage at Grand Illusion Cinema reminded me why I love movies.
