The Heights movie theater is like a lot of things in Northeast Minneapolis--old, larger-than-life, and increasingly hip. Oh, and containing an organ, which I somehow imagine a lot of the homes around there feature as, well, though not the massive pipe variety of the kind that sits front and center beneath the heavy curtain at the Heights, a beast that once dramatized the pratfalls of silent comedians. It's a trip back in time, and with the fall of the Oak Street Theater, the place's popularity has only been growing. In fact, with its latest series, From The Vaults of Universal: Seven Classic Films Noir, it seems to have hit its stride. Seats for last week's screenings nearly sold out.
On Monday the 23rd, the series picks up again with a double shot of Burt Lancaster, your mom's Brad Pitt. Check out Criss-Cross at 7:30 p.m. and the killer The Killers at 9:15 p.m. That's enough guns, gumshoes, and Ava Gardner pouting to have you looking over your shoulder for a week.
Posted on Friday, February 20, 2009 in Permalink
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Thanks for the tip, Tim, and "your mom's Brad Pitt" -- brilliant, as always (although debatable -- my mom was more into Gregory Peck). Maybe I missed it, but what's to become of the Oak Street crew?