Opinion | I Love the Movies. Here’s How to Save Them.
There was a time—not so long ago in the grand scheme of human absurdity—when going to the movies felt like entering a temple. The lights dimmed, the curtain pulled back, and suddenly you were somewhere else. Mars. Middle-earth. Brooklyn in the 1970s. A spaceship full of emotionally complicated robots. It didn’t matter. The point was escape. Collective imagination. The shared ritual of strangers sitting quietly together while something magical flickered across a giant screen. Now the average movie theater experience feels less like a temple and more like a slightly sticky airport terminal that happens to show films between advertisements for luxury SUVs. If you say you love movies today, people assume you mean streaming. They picture you half-watching something on a laptop while scrolling your phone and occasionally pausing to reheat leftovers. That’s not loving movies. That’s background noise with a plot. And yet, despite everything—the $18 popcorn, the pre-movie lecture about turni...