COMMENT
LETTER OF THE MONTH
THE EIGHTH WONDER OF THE WORLD
As a mere 85-year-old movie fan I can still remember the first movie I ever saw: Son Of Kong. This was in 1949. From then on I’ve been an addict, seeing double bills twice over. Pay once and stay until closing time, unless the usherette noticed you. I remember the 3D craze, the wonder of CinemaScope, the huge Cinerama Screen and every movie I’ve seen. I’m 40 miles away from a decent cinema with IMAX, but luckily I’m also in range of the only Cinerama screen in Europe so my moviegoing continues —with help from Empire, of course.