In the mid to late ‘80s I would go here to practice stage plays with my school. It was the first time I became aware of racial segregation in a way that stuck with me to this day. There was still a sign up that said Negros Only or Colored Entrance, something to that affect. It was located around the double door entrance that is at the far right of the front of the building. I believe it went up straight up to the balcony.
In 1995 I saw my first NC-17 movie, Showgirls, with a group of high school friends at this theater. It was the first time I had to show my driver’s license to do something “adult” so I felt cool –had just turned 17-years old, too. I thought the movie was going to be sexually explicit, but everyone in the theater was yelling, laughing, and having a fun, rowdy time –including us. I loved it. Also, saw a screening of “Pink Flamingos” here in the ‘90s. Around this time you could see second-run movies for, I think, only $1.
In the mid to late ‘80s I would go here to practice stage plays with my school. It was the first time I became aware of racial segregation in a way that stuck with me to this day. There was still a sign up that said Negros Only or Colored Entrance, something to that affect. It was located around the double door entrance that is at the far right of the front of the building. I believe it went up straight up to the balcony.
In 1995 I saw my first NC-17 movie, Showgirls, with a group of high school friends at this theater. It was the first time I had to show my driver’s license to do something “adult” so I felt cool –had just turned 17-years old, too. I thought the movie was going to be sexually explicit, but everyone in the theater was yelling, laughing, and having a fun, rowdy time –including us. I loved it. Also, saw a screening of “Pink Flamingos” here in the ‘90s. Around this time you could see second-run movies for, I think, only $1.