Summer is here, and in the great northeast, it's hot and muggy and everything sticks to everything else in the least pleasant way imaginable. So we go to the movies. The theatres know this, of course, and the air conditioning is aggressive like a New York cabbie. Even more than the big-budg blockbusters like Godzilla , it's the AC that gets bums on seats. Approaching the cost of an air-conditioner, in fact.
Movies are expensive .
And it's not just the gate. The Studios, it seems, have thrown open their vaults. The beheadsetted production assistants and location managers spend colourful Canadian dollars like sailors on shore-leave. But with great pricetags comes great responsibility. Films get written, directed and edited by committee, while nervous completion guarantors pace and holler down cell-phones.