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Billy Bob posted an update 5 years ago
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‘Calvary’ – you reminded me of this:
( https://youtu.be/oepaVuuBAtA )
“I’ve been offered alot for my work, but never everything”
~Chris Adams
Good morning and a good week to you. An actual projectionist sounds like a dream job especially with real film, do you remember if this was 35mm or anamorphic wide screen? I don’t know how many theaters still use film, there are very few directors still trying to keep the medium alive and refuse to shoot on anything else. Christopher Nolan been one who shoots almost exclusively on 65mm IMAX and still does all his effects in camera, almost no CGI. You are really lucky, that is one of the coolest jobs to have, especially with classics like this.
I must have reread your post several times since i first read it the day before yesterday visualizing the actions you described. Even though I love film, real actual true celluloid, I’ve never met a projectionist and never knew the process that is involved behind film projection. It’s funny, this July I’ll be a year short of a half a century young, yet in all that time, I never tried to learn about the one thing that brought me so much happiness throughout the years. I would spend whole hours in movie theaters since I was a kid watching films, way back before digital. Many times I would go alone during the matinees when I would cut out of school and sitting in that seat waiting for the film to start, look back at the little window of the projection booth in curiosity. I often wondered about the magician hidden behind that small window. I remember when the theaters transferred over to digital how i didn’t feel the same at all, and how after a while I stopped going all together, there was something missing, that magic was gone. I’ve never personally processed a film roll for a moving picture, the farthest I’ve gotten is 35mm picture photographs, which I loved – my dark room bathroom days. I remember as a kid looking at my father’s prints, lifting a negative up to the window light at looking at the image. What else these days can do that, what has that analog magic of celluloid for the visual and vinyl for audio, nothing for me. Like I said earlier the last couple of hours for last two days, the magic and mystery behind film projection has taken a hold of me. It’s like you’ve lit a brushfire in my mind, and maybe I’m a dreamer, but i dream of a place where classic celluloid movie theatre’s still run daily, where people read paper and ink printed books, listen to music from a vinyl record player, grow their own food, draw their own water from a well or a spring. The last two days have been in my free moments – me trying to find documentaries or short film on projectors and projectionists, I felt like a kid again, overflowing with curiosity and enthusiasm, so thank you Billy Bob, I appreciate your story. I just wish could find myself in an old theatre back in the states where you or someone like you could demonstrate first hand, the magic behind this lost art.
( https://youtu.be/ScrDPtL84Zs )
I started out changing the marquee after the last run of a movie, twice a week. The black cast iron letters in the winter were mighty cold and standing on a 12 foot ladder with the wind blowing at your feet was a good test of stamina. But at fourteen it was worth it because I got to see every movie that came to town, plus they gave me money and free concessions. (My friend and I got busted sneaking in one time to watch a movie, instead of getting in trouble the manager asked if we wanted the job of changing the movie marquee, of course we did! He unfortunately moved away not long after so I went solo and was promoted a year later to projectionist and trained because one of the two projectionists was leaving. He trained me before he left.