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Date: | Wed, 28 Feb 1996 11:12:05 -0500 |
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My original comment on THE LAST PICTURE SHOW was prompted by a film
experience a couple of years ago.
My home town is in the mountains of North Carolina. There was a
one-screen theatre there that I grew up with; one of my fondest memories
was watching COAL MINER'S DAUGHTER to a packed house and seeing many
"mountain folk" who had never been to the theater before deeply moved by
seeing a portrayl of people like themselves on the screen. CMD played
for a month in that theatre.
When I went home over Christmas, I (and six other people) attended the
last screening at the theatre: BEVERLY HILLBILLIES. I sat in the
theatre when the film ended and cried, feeling like I had lost a part of
myself.
Randy
On Wed, 28 Feb
1996, Murray Pomerance wrote:
> Randy Riddle's letter about waiting for a dilapidated theatre in a small
> town for seeing THE LAST PICTURE SHOW touches me deeply, and is
> saddening, because the deep point of the film is that Randy and the rest
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