Stanford Theatre, a silent era movie house restored by the Packard Foundation in 1987 & now a local repertory theater. It is not large, but it is well-maintained & clean. Old movie posters decorate the interior, & more are on display in a gallery attached to the building. There's a theater organ that is played between evening shows & for silent movies, which are programmed every other week.
This weekend's double feature was Bill Wilder's The Apartment & the Audrey Hepburn classic Breakfast at Tiffany's. I'd never seen The Apartment before, & I really enjoyed its cynical storyline & the wide-screen shots of an office floor that recedes to infinity. Shirley MacLaine looks like she's 12 years old. Breakfast at Tiffany's is a frustrating movie. I love the iconic moments, but the film's departures from the novella & Mickey Rooney's yellowface act are despicable.
The Stanford Theatre has a following, & the Breakfast at Tiffany's screening had a good turn-out. Someone cheered loudly when rain-soaked Cat is rescued at the end. The print we saw was in bad shape. It made me realize that watching a projected film is rapidly becoming a novelty. My movie companion pointed out a group of girls who attended dressed as Holly Golightly.
§ The Stanford Theatre
The Apartment (1960)
Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)