Picture it: 2016. I have just purchased my ticket for the mostly female Ghostbusters reboot movie at Brooklyn’s Pavilion. When I get to the (very tiny) theatre proper, it is literally plastered with trash and filled with broken seats. Unbeknownst to me, the Pavilion was on its last legs (and would eventually become the newly-renovated Nitehawk).
The situation is so bad I have to go get my money back…Ghostbusters unseen.
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