Saturday Matinee

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The movies on allowance day.

Queues winding round corners, making the feast inside even more fantastic because access to it was so difficult. I no longer remember everything I saw, but the emotions, the excitement, the smell are still vivid. The sound of a bell, the light slowly dimming. Eyes tight shut, the more so for the hands pressed against them; and when finally you looked again, the miracle was already there on the screen. The pictures, the flight from reality, the world of dreams: experiences and people I believed would become part of my everyday life in the future. Tragedies so great that there was still a lump in the throat many hours later. Wonders so great that my feet did not touch the ground all the way home.

~ Liv Ullman, Changing (Knopf, 1976)


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  1. Oh, yes…and…at our Saturday Matinee I fell in love with Hopalong Cassidy and Roy Rogers over and over again…but not before we sang the Star Spangled Banner. I was too young to read the words to the song projected on the screen, but held my hand over my heart and pretended. Every Saturday. Again. And again.

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