On Bloor Street. I saw many a film there, the first of which was The Black Hole. Now the large space is little more than a black hole while it awaits new owners.
I thought I saw a "demolition" notice on the main doors.
Good times! Memories I will treasure, as I explored this delightful art form with the benefit of your insights! Adulting has swamped my free, film-following time; with far too much dreary, mundane amd often pointless ephemera. Well, perhaps in retirement one will find the space in which to indulge one's celluloid predilections...
Good times! Memories I will treasure, as I explored this delightful art form with the benefit of your insights!
ReplyDeleteAdulting has swamped my free, film-following time; with far too much dreary, mundane amd often pointless ephemera. Well, perhaps in retirement one will find the space in which to indulge one's celluloid predilections...
Poetry in motion (pictures).
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