Time Tunnel Number 1 Aug 15th 1971

50 Years Ago, this week at The Picture House. Week commencing Sunday Aug 15th 1971

Things were a bit different in the olden days. We booked one week at a time, meaning there were no such things as holdovers, a film now runs as long as it needs to, sometimes longer if there is sod all else to replace it with, but back then a week was a week. So despite having a huge previous seven days with the first run of The Aristocats, it was not held for another week. If a film warranted further playing time it could always come back, as the pressure from TV and home video in 1971 was pretty non-existent.

Cinemas in 1971 were Sunday change, not Friday’s as they are now. This presented its own challenge, particularly when the film wasn’t delivered overnight on Saturday. I can bore you to death with the way films were delivered in the aforementioned olden days another time.

The 2129 admissions Aug 15th week was by no means a disaster, but it was 1200 less admissions than the week before, which is a lot. 1200 less Orange Maid’s, 1200 less luke warm plastic containers of Kia-Ora and 1200 less little red boxes of Payne’s Toffets.

Ironically we were clearly scratching for films as my dad put together what he called one of his rep weeks. He liked those, not least because the film hire was cheaper. The Sunday programme was often a flat rate and that would usually be the most successful day.

This week though, the emphasis was on family films, being in the middle of the summer holidays as it was.

Sunday programmes were mostly horror or sex or both, however Sun Aug 15th for two days he put on an A certificate (the equivalent of PG now) double feature. Carry On Again Doctor (1969) or Carry On 18 as it would be called now, with the second Morecambe and Wise film That Riviera Touch (1966) as the second feature.

Chances are it was raining, the admissions for the two days were very strong under the circumstances. Remember, these films were old.

Two days on the Disney live action adventure In Search of the Castaways, which was from 1962. Although to see an old Disney film in the cinema was not unusual right up to the late 80’s, when they sold the family silver to home video. Hayley Mills surrounded by a cast of old buffers, including Maurice Chevalier, George Sanders and Wilfred Hyde White. Based on a Jules Verne story, I honestly can’t ever remember sitting through it.

The clever bit was adding Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day to the programme. Families would come in just for that and lots of them would leave all through the more grown up feature. The Winnie the Pooh shorts were only two reelers and lasted 25 minutes. He still managed to pad out the programme with his usual addition of a Look at Life short. He loved those, a 15 minute slice of Britishness. He must have had a stack of them in the cupboard or a rolling deal with Rank, because, and correct me if I’m wrong, Disney films were distributed by Universal at the time. Or possibly Fox. Someone out there knows.

The last three days were a strong end to the week. Ring of Bright Water always did good business in Uckfield. Bill Travers and Virginia McKenna were very popular at the time particularly in Born Free, which was another regular booking.

The story of a city man who finds himself with an Otter called Mij and decides to move to a remote cottage in the west of Scotland. I think the film traumatised a generation of children who were taken to see it, it certainly freaked me out at the time. I can’t imagine it getting made today, at least not with the same shocking ending.

All in all a pretty solid week, although you can’t help wondering how much better another week on The Aristocats would have done. Because as we all know, everybody wants to be a cat.

If you would like to hear more about cinema in the 1970’s and how it played out in Uckfield with particular reference to my growing up, listen to this series of podcasts I did for Uckfield FM. I promise it’s worth it.   

Mad Genius or Just Mad?

Mad Genius or Just Mad?

James Bond has always had a disproportionate effect on my life, given that I’m not Barbara Broccoli that is. Growing up a new Bond film was a major event; it meant some cash in the bank. Always a good thing.

In more recent years it’s meant lots of cash in the bank. The release patterns of the films have changed over the years, thankfully. It probably wasn’t until Goldeneye they would go out saturation to all cinemas at the same time. I do stand to be corrected on that though.

In previous years there would be West End only for a few weeks then it would creep round the country a bit servicing the evil hierarchy that existed in the olden days. Uckfield wasn’t especially high in that hierarchy.

Then in the seventies and eighties UA and latterly UIP would release them for the summer season.

So after it’s West End exclusive it would go into costal cinemas only. Even if a cinema hadn’t had a first run film all year, if it had the sea lapping at its doorstep, here’s the spangly new Bond film for you. The rationale I suppose, was that we all went to Blackpool or Eastbourne or Weston Super Mare for our holidays in those days and needed to go somewhere because it was raining, and what better way to while away a wet afternoon in Whitby than Roger Moore mincing about in a safari suit?

That took care of June and July, then there would be a North London release followed by a South London release late August and finally in September, hurrah, Uckfield got a minimum two week booking on The Man with the Golden Gun or whatever.

So strong is Bond here, we would still clean up.

You can imagine then, even in these reduced circumstances in which we find ourselves, No Time To Die felt like more than an important cash generating release, it felt like a life raft. Imagine Daniel Craig is Kate Winslet on a floating door and the cinema industry is Leonardo di Caprio. That’s about the top and bottom of it.

The biggest frustration since March has been that I can’t use my nous to make things better, when we’ve been in tight spots before I try and come up with mad cap schemes to improve business, make things better through improvements to our offering, sort of business 101 really. Nothing that revolutionary.

Nothing I can do about a global pandemic ripping the heart out of a life’s work really though, or is there?

In what felt like one last roll of the dice, and picking up on the prevailing wind before we were forced to close, I decided to turn one of our screens into a super luxury offering. Electric reclining seats with footrests, a nice table so we can deliver wine and nibbles directly to your seat.

Screen Three is the one that transformed the business when I built it in 2000. It was the best decision I ever made in business. Maybe I can pull the same trick again?

Only now we are in the worst time for cinemas in history. Sounds like a high-risk strategy when everyone else is hunkering down to hibernate for the winter. Possibly.

Financially the chickens won’t come home to roost until I have to start paying back the money I have borrowed next autumn. So I would suggest it’s a risk worth taking.

Furthermore, I think it’s something our audience will like. It will feel safer because these seats are so bloody huge and the legroom so bloody enormous it will make everyone feel more covid safe. That will hopefully encourage more ticket sales.

It’s also going to be a fabulous experience, not just because of our amazing sound or stonking 4K picture but with Tansy’s brilliant hospitality skills we can offer something no one else can in these here parts. Your own armrest table with a bottle of wine and nibbles on it enjoying the new James Bond with your feet up. Brilliant.


The best laid plans as we know can go horribly awry, and the normally fearless Commander Bond has turned tail and fled to 2021. Scared of a little global pandemic? James Bond? Yes.

Given that I got up one morning and decided to do this, the sort of thing that drives my brilliant team nuts, and got things moving immediately, now seems a little hasty.

But I’m not so sure, after a day or two of looking into the dark endless abyss and rocking gently backwards and forwards, I still think I’m doing the right thing. It’s going to be so great, to some degree I think people might just come for the experience.

Obviously it would better if the studios stopped being such chickens and released some films I could play in there, but I’m going to keep the faith with my original decision and soldier on.

In truth it’s too late to turn back, but it makes me sound heroic.

Like most of my decisions over my 25 years in charge, it’s based on instinct and experience as much as number crunching. Both equally important I would suggest. So the construction of sexy screen three is in full swing. Time will tell whether it was a stoke of genius or the last act of a desperate man.

Do please feel free to visit and put you feet up. It’s planned to open on November 12th, God knows what film I’ll show. Maybe an old Bond film?

Never-Never Land

It was all going so well. Somehow it felt like we had cracked it. Restaurant doing better than ever and the cinema, while still prey to the ups and downs of product supply, remained busy too. The added bonus of event cinema meant cash flow was steady and we were looking forward to the now rather ironically titled No time To Die.

In all honesty, that last statement is with 20/20 hindsight after four months sitting at home in my pants.

I’ve been fairly busy podcasting and recording shows for local radio, if it’s not oversharing I’ve also been doing that in my pants. Stopping the business took a few weeks. It was like coming out of hyperspace and a lot of stuff needed shutting down, not least dealing with the many thousands of pounds of refunds for events up to a year in advance. Large numbers of our audience have been lovely, happy to accept a credit for when things return to normal.

Normal? What that will be, I, or you, have no idea. You certainly don’t need my take on it. There are plenty of experts on the news with bad internet and show off bookcases to tell you what’s coming.

The cinema industry has not been immune to this endless conjecture both internally and externally. A large number of trade articles and seminars entitled “What Next For Cinema?” and the usual cinema industry bashing from the likes of The Guardian who seem to revel in the notion that cinema may be finished for good. It’s a baffling line of attack, normally cheered on in the comments section by blokes with big tellys shouting about how they haven’t been to the cinema for 30 years because it’s shit. You may well wonder how they know it’s shit if they haven’t been for 30 years? There is little point in engaging them in an argument though.

We have no doubt been saved by the governments furlough scheme and the rates grant as well as having a bit in the tank from such a stonking start to the year. 1917, Jo Jo Rabbit, Little Women et al. Oh, happy days.

So after months of seminars and meetings and snarky newspaper columns we are finally back open. I would be lying if I said it has been a massive success. The combination of Covid fear, weak or old films and hot weather have conspired to make our opening weekend rather anemic.

I chose this date as it was a week before Warner Brothers had rescheduled the release of Christopher Nolan’s big new film Tenet, giving us time to blow out the cobwebs and have all of our Covid procedures in place for the optimistically expected onslaught. Then, as we sort of expected deep down, they went and took it off the calendar.

Many of my fellow independents decided that opening now remained the move of the insane and cancelled their plans. For reasons I can’t entirely justify, I decided to soldier on. It may simply have been an emotional decision, wandering around my empty cinema for four months, even in the comfort of my pants, was a depressing affair. If I say so myself, it’s lovely, one of the best cinemas you will ever go to, a life’s work to get it that way and it felt like a ship wreck without the sound of people and movies.

I do have business nous, honestly. It seems to me you need a bit of the hard headed and the emotional, but that’s a different discussion.

So open we did, at the same time Warner Bros fixed a date for Tenet at the end of August.

Some cause for optimism perhaps, but then everyone else took a powder as my dad would have said. Is that a real phrase? Does anyone else say that? It means went away, disappeared.

Paramount buggered off to next year taking all their films with them and Studio Canal have sold a film we were relying on to Sky. The final insult has been Disney deciding to bypass cinemas and put Mulan on Disney plus.

Whether people will be prepared to pay the premium is also a discussion for another time, but it really feels like a kick in the teeth. A tweet I sent out went a little bit viral, I hope that doesn’t signal any kind of payback as that would be unnecessarily harsh and I only spoke the truth. Whoops.

So here we are in Never-Never land, with the very lifeblood of our cinema, the films, being denied us and taken from us on an almost daily basis. It seems pointless to explain what an impoverished world it would be without cinemas and I have no power to influence events. I just have to sit here and even if I finally put trousers on I can’t be sure how it’s all going to end.

The only thing I can say is that they will have to drag me screaming from the place, I’m not convinced you or I are the target of the government arts fund, there are some rather ridiculous strings attached and the chances are the same people will get funded that always do, but we can give it a go.

If the covid situation worsens and we have to close again, then I don’t know. We can survive a while, don’t worry. Better wash all my pants if I’m going to be at home again.



A most successful year (for cinema anyway).


Me, over-egging it earlier.

2018 is dead. Long live 2019. It’s been quite a year for us lot, it started with a Darkest Hour and ended in the most practically perfect way.

The high point for me (see above) was winning Cinema of the Year (24 screens and under) at the Screen awards in December. That’s it, put a fork in me, I’ve peaked.

I realise we shouldn’t covet this sort of thing, but we’ve worked long and hard to get where we are and the approval of our peers was really thrilling to receive.

In November we swept the board at the Uckfield Business Awards too, winning Business of the Year, Male Business Person of the Year and an Outstanding Achievement award. Go team, and all that.

I also completed a season of shows on Uckfield FM about the 1970’s that has proved popular. It’s a year by year look at what it was like keeping a cinema like ours afloat during a period of shocking decline, with music and daft opinions of films that I encountered as a child. You can podcast them here, or wherever you download your favourite podcasts.

We installed new projectors too, brand new Sony 4K beasts, which throw a great picture but support from the distributors in supplying 4K content is appalling. It’s frustrating to invest in giving audiences the best picture and sound technology we can and not get any backing from the other side of the business.


Sony 4K projectors being delivered earlier.

The other two seismic events were the launch of a £125K brand new website. anyone who has ever launched a brand new site this complex, will know how stressy and thankless that can be.

There was a big refurb of the restaurant. It looks fabulous even if I say so myself, and it’s given me more opportunities to show off the poster archive.

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The restaurant earlier.

This post is starting to sound like one of those insufferable Christmas cards  listing the perfect family’s staggering achievements over the previous year, so I’ll stop now.

What did the good people of Uckfield come and see this year? Here is our top 10 for 2018. with the national chart position in brackets.

  1. (2) Mama Mia: Here We Go again.
  2. (13) Darkest Hour
  3. (5) Bohemian Rhapsody
  4. (7) Peter Rabbit
  5. (3) Incredibles 2
  6. (-) Mary Poppins Returns *
  7. (1) Avengers: Infinity War
  8. (8) The Greatest Showman
  9. (11) A Star is Born
  10. (25) Three Billboards Outside Ebbing Missouri

* The Screen chart runs from Jan to Dec 13th so Mary Poppins doesn’t appear. If we followed their dates everything would move up one and Fantastic Beasts would appear at number 10.

Not way off the rest of the world as we are some years. Darkest Hour stands out as performing better for us than most and Avengers stands out for performing less well than most. Honorable mentions should also go to The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society and Finding Your Feet which came in at number 12 & 13 respectively but didn’t even make the UK top 50.

Event Cinema is still as big as ever, but there is a definite shift in the types of shows that are topping the charts. Here is the event cinema top 10 in Uckfield.

  1. The King & I
  2. Andre Rieu Maastricht 2018
  3. My Generation with Q&A
  4. Cliff Richard Anniversary Tour
  5. Spitfire – World Premiere
  6. An American in Paris
  7. Matthew Bourne’s Cinderella
  8. Lady Windermere’s Fan
  9. Nutcracker (ROH)
  10. Macbeth (RSC)

Nationally, as you have probably seen in the press, cinema admissions are now the highest since 1971. We showed a smaller growth than nationally, I surmise that is because our growth last year was miles ahead of the UK overall, and some of the films that hit big highs nationally were a tad limp. Titles like Black Panther and Jurassic World, were not big hits here.

So all in all a rather splendid time was had by all. Looking forward to more bonkers projects in 2019 and working with my great team.

What were your favourite films of 2018?




Why You Should Come and See The Last Picture Show


The Last Picture Show, which plays as part of my Cinephile Sunday strand on Sunday 24th March, is a bona fide masterpiece of western cinema. It was Director Peter Bogdanovich’s first major film as director and was right at the beginning of the now legendary era of American cinema of the 1970’s that had exploded into life with Easy Rider in 1969 and gave us the likes of Scorsese, Coppola, Rafelson and Hal Ashby (of whom more in May).

Bogadanovich was a film critic and cinephile from New York who moved to Los Angeles in 1966 with the specific intention of breaking into movies. After catching a break with low budget schlockmeister Roger Corman and directing Boris Karloff in Targets (1968), Bogdanovich put together The Last Picture Show, released in 1971 and based on the book by Pulitzer Prize winning novelist and Texan Larry McMurtry.

The film would go on and garner eight Oscar nominations, winning two supporting statuettes for Cloris Leachman’s perfect performance as the lonely wife of the football coach and for Ben Johnson’s tired, disillusioned Sam the Lion. It was a critical and commercial success and Bogdanovich would go on and make two more box office hits in succession, the wildly funny What’s Up Doc? (1972), sadly mostly forgotten now, and the sublime Paper Moon (1973).

The Last Picture Show, however, is no Easy Rider, it’s not in itself trying to storm the Hollywood barricades, it doesn’t pretend to speak to a new dynamic youthful renaissance. It tells the tale of a small hot dusty town in Texas miles from anywhere, far from the urban sophistication of New York or San Francisco, populated by a handful of bored restless teenagers and anaesthetised adults leading lives of quiet desperation.

It’s 1951 and the towns teenagers played by a very young Jeff Bridges, Tim Bottoms and Cybil Shepherd live in a world just before Elvis and revolution is not on their minds, just getting laid and trying to find something to do.

Whatever is going on in the wider world is unlikely to ever impact Anarene as it slowly dies. Sam is closing the town’s cinema, the town folk don’t come anymore, they sit mesmerised in front of their TV’s.

Sam is still showing old westerns, films that show a mythical time of American heroes that is long gone, if it ever even existed.

The relationships in this film are brilliantly represented, and anyone who has grown up in a small town will recognise how true much of it is. For my money the most affecting storyline is that of the boy, Bottoms, who has an affair with the wife of the football coach, Leechman.

There is something so achingly true about their need for human contact that moves me to tears every time.

Bridges continues to have a vibrant film career, but it’s a real thrill to see him as the cocky, but ultimately conflicted young boy about to go to fight in Korea, surely an unimaginative way to get out of town, but the only one he can think of.

Sheppard would go on to fame in the TV show Moonlighting with Bruce Willis, her performance in this film is the perfect representation of the child/adult embodied in being a teenage girl.

Shot in black and white CinemaScope, Bogdanovich is already in full control of the tools of cinema despite it being his first major feature. The use of country music hits is masterful and he is not given the credit that would go to his contemporaries such as Scorsese for using culturally specific hits.

Bogdanovich claims the film is greatly influenced by Orson Welles, which is more difficult to see thematically, however his respect for John Ford is clearly apparent. Ford was a very straightforward film maker who claimed his films had no particular subtext, a self analysis that was self evidently disingenuous and so The Last Picture Show is like the anti John Ford. It’s wide open spaces are suffocating and it’s big skies represent a horizon that can never be seen let alone reached.

It’s a beautiful film that really deserves to be seen in the cinema and will stay with you long after the last reel finishes.

You can book tickets here: Booking Link

The Boy Who Loved The Spy Who Loved Me


The Spy Who Loved Me was Dodger’s, as we affectionately called Roger Moore, third outing as James Bond 007 and without a doubt his best. You can judge for yourself this Friday Sept 29th. I’m very excited to be showing the newly restored digital print at my cinema. We can even discuss its place in the James Bond pantheon over a drink afterwards if you like.

Growing up in a cinema James Bond films were very important to us, they weren’t simply a nice opportunity for the family to go to the pictures, in fact a nice family outing to the pictures was not something we ever did, coals and Newcastle obviously spring to mind, that and Dad always working at the pictures put paid to that.

No, James Bond films were something you cleared the decks for, something that meant more shows, more staff and a chance to make lots of money. In our house the films didn’t didn’t have actual titles, they were just “The Bond”.  Dad’s going to be busy this week because it’s The Bond. We booked The Bond, not The Spy Who Loved Me, you get the idea.

A new Bond was also something special because we had spent the last two or three years playing all the old ones. In those days you could do that, often in a double feature. Thunderball and You Only Live Twice was always my favourite. Not only was it a double dose of Sean Connery, always a good thing, it went on forever. The Bond is rarely under two hours, often more, so two of them and ads and trailers, you were in the cinema for what seemed like an eternity. From Russia with Love and Godfinger was also cinematic bliss

Bond Double

In later years The Bond double bill became a thing of the past like all double bills, but I still mourn their passing. Bigger, Better, Bond and Beyond!

All this means that a new James Bond was a big part of my growing up, not just because they always put a smile on my Dad’s face, but because The Bond was one of those times when we, the cinema, became the focus of everyone’s attention. It happens from time to time, when a film becomes a cultural phenomenon. It happened with Grease, it happened with Mama Mia, it happened, of course, with Skyfall.

Spy Soundtrack

I still have the soundtrack album I bought with my hard earned wages in 1977. Probably from Fred. (Uckfield reference there, sorry.)

The Bond is always a cultural phenomenon, even the less successful ones. The fortunes of The Bond go up down over the decades but in Uckfield he is always popular. Maybe it’s where we are, maybe his simple brutal patriotism appeals to the with us or against us sensibility in such an obviously Conservative borough.

However, when The Spy Who Loved Me came out none of this mattered to me a jot. I was approaching my 15th birthday and very excited. It had also been four years since The Man with The Golden Gun, which I remembered, but was truly too young to appreciate. This was the first new Bond that I would take real ownership of and as I was already working front of house on Saturday afternoons, be part of.

I’d had to wait far too long for us to play it, the reason being the release pattern of The Bond at that time. In those days United Artists had very specific ideas about how The Bond should be released across the UK. The world premiere took place in early July 1977 and then it would have played in the West End at the Odeon Leicester Square for a few weeks and then it had what UA called a coastal only release in time for the summer holidays. Because obviously everyone was going to boarding houses in Bournemouth or Blackpool for their holidays. Nonsense of course, but the UK cinema industry at that time wasn’t blessed with particularly imaginative or forward-thinking executives. It was still an industry set up to protect the circuit dominated duopoly.

Although hilariously some very low status halls suddenly won the movie lottery because of their geographical location when it came to the release of The Bond. It used to drive my dad nuts, to paraphrase, any old shit hole could come in on The Bond as long as it had the bloody sea lapping at its front doors.

So being an annoying 25 miles inland we had to wait. There was what they used to call a London release late August and then we were allowed in two weeks later. So, a full two months after its UK premier and after multiple weeks in Brighton, Eastbourne and Hastings, we finally started our two week booking of The Spy Who Loved Me on September 18th 1977.

Ledger Entry

Here is my dad’s record of the two weeks we played The Spy Who Loved Me for the first time in Uckfield back in 1977. Not bad considering it had played almost everywhere else by then. The first column is admissions then gross take.

I went every day. I loved everything about it, not just the film but the artwork, the soundtrack album, which I still have, and again that feeling of being part of something special. It’s a privilege to be in our business a lot of the time and this film was the first time I understood that. Audiences loved it, they loved Dodger’s raised eyebrow, his keeping the British end up and particularly his union jack parachute just before Carly Simon’s iconic title song.

In many ways The Spy Who Loved Me was my Star Wars. By the time we got round to that film I was already a sullen, grumpy 16 year old determined to be more impressed with Annie Hall.

The more forgiving 15 year old me though, was ready to take all the action and camp sophistication Bond could give me. The film also gave me Barbara Bach in that black evening dress, something for which I shall be forever grateful.

I have seen the future…


Apologies for the rather lame teaser of a title. What I actually mean is I’ve been to the Toronto International Film Festival or TIFF as cool industry insiders such as myself call it.

Of all the festivals around the world Toronto is the most useful for exhibitors, particularly for a cinema such as mine, TIFF always has a strong awards baiting line up aimed at the upper end of the cinema market. In past years they have premiered American Beauty, The King’s Speech and Slumdog Millionaire, all very much our kind of thing.

Most Sundance films rarely get out of Sundance, at least not over to the UK. In fact a Sundance film seems to be a genre in itself. Cannes shows a high proportion of die hard art house along with a few commercial titbits. The winner at Cannes is rarely a commercial proposition.

On the surface then it’s a mainstream festival, but that’s not strictly true. This year there was a total of 296 feature films to choose from including 138 world premiers from 83 countries, and I thought I was doing well seeing 30 of them.

Outside of the gala presentations there is a wealth of first features and some very die hard art house indeed as evidenced by the having sex with an alien octopus movie I saw called The Untamed. Unlikely to play Uckfield if I’m honest.

As my wife, proving she has missed something quite fundamental about me over the last 30 years famously pointed out, “it seems a long way to go JUST to watch films”.  While that may be true for most people, most people don’t own a cinema and Toronto is extremely useful for seeing what’s coming up over the next few months, the few months that are usually the best of the year for my theatre. It’s also quite useful for knowing what to avoid. Not that having sex with an alien octopus films were ever high on our must play list.

So what did I see? Some very fine films indeed actually. My personal favourites included Kenneth Lonergan’s heartbreaking Manchester by the Sea and Tom Ford’s gripping Nocturnal Animals, proving A Single Man was no fluke.

Like everyone else it seems, I was powerless to resist Damien Chazelle’s cute musical La La Land which went on to win the audience award, surely a sign of impending Oscar glory?

Also look out for Dennis Villeneuve’s arty sci fi, Arrival with Amy Adams. Far more accessible than the extraordinary Under the Skin but it certainly owes it a nod of thanks. Jackie was quite something, not least because of Natalie Portman’s amazing portrayal of Jackie Kennedy leaving the White House and Mica Levi’s fantastic score.

The films my audience are going to love the most were the world war II comedy/drama Their Finest featuring Bill Nighy at his most Bill Nighy and a strong central performance from Gemma Arterton. Amma Asante’s A United Kingdom Kingdom should appeal, the true love story with Rosumund Pike and David Oyelowo as the white girl from London who marries an African king, much to everyone’s chagrin.

Lion will make even the hardest heart melt, another true story, Dev Patel plays an adopted boy from India trying to find his way back home.

From the UK I particularly enjoyed Ben Wheatley’s everybody kills everybody else retro thriller Free Fire and Alice Lowe’s magnificently dark horror comedy Prevenge.

So when I wasn’t busy attending show business parties, which was never, I also sat and watched many films so you don’t have to. However, as I still hope one day to be invited to at least one showbizz party, I shall refrain from naming them.

I dd have a nice chat with Noah Taylor on the plane from Gatwick though. Which was as showbizz as my week got.

70mm Ultra Panavision or The King is in the alltogether.


I have just been to Odeon Leicester Sq to see Hateful 8 in 70mm, and really wanted to share my thoughts. Having already seen it twice, once via a screener on my 3 meter ‘scope screen at home and once in screen one at my own cinema on DCP (The digital file we use instead of film these days), I absolutely wanted to see the only 70mm print of the film in the UK, having missed out on Interstellar.

Truth to tell I haven’t seen any actual film for quite some time, and with the current fetishisation of projecting knackered, wobbly old scratched prints reaching new proportions I thought it time I took another look for myself.

Given the amount of money exhibition has invested in switching to digital technology it’s very irritating when film makers like Christopher Nolan try to give the impression what we present is somehow inferior. To a large degree we were getting on fine, we all had film projectors that worked and broadly the customer didn’t care as long as they got to see the film.

The digital switch was partly driven by 3D and some pressure from the studios, but that argument is in the past now and not worth resurrecting, we’re all digital. Film, like Elvis, is dead, live with it.

I went in with an open mind, I swear. I wanted to wowed, I wanted to be disabused of the notion that actually DCP is better. It doesn’t wobble, it doesn’t scratch and it stays in focus.

I wanted it to be an experience like seeing the restored Lawrence of Arabia in 70mm at the Odeon Marble Arch in 1988 or the brand new 70mm print of 2001: A Space Odyssey at the Curzon Mayfair in 2001.

But it wasn’t.

Back in 1988 and 2001 no one had seen digital 2K or 4K projection, of course a film captured on 65mm and projected on 70mm stock was going to be miles better than our vanilla old 35mm.

Razor sharp, clean steady images are now the norm, would the gap between 70mm and 35mm be the same in a straight fight between 70mm and DCP?


It was a perfectly acceptable image, it moved around a bit and the OLS need to change their lamp as the light was not at all steady. It may have been shutter timing, but I don’t think so. But better than a DCP? Absolutely not.

Also, because QT insisted on using Ultra Panavision, an extra wide process that was rarely used even in the heyday of film, the OLS have simply dropped the top masking. They may have pushed the sides out a bit, but it looks less impressive than normal 2.35 as a result.

If QT really did want to emulate his hero Leone, he would have shot on 2 perf 35mm Techniscope, a cheap way of getting CinemaScope.

All this talk of film is utterly Emperor’s New clothes stuff and total nonsense.  Hateful Eight looks as good, I might argue better, because it appears subjectively larger, in my own theatre.

It’s most definitely a film you should see, and most definitely a film you should see in the cinema, but don’t let them make you believe you are missing out if you don’t see it on film, and definitively not worth all the fuss and unpleasantness QT’s decision has caused some UK exhibitors and distributors.

2015 Box Office So Far

Second Best Marigold didn't let us down.

Second Best Marigold didn’t let us down.

Incredibly we are already half way through year we’ve all agreed here in the west to call 2015.

So what are the ten top performing films of the year so far? Nobody who reads this blog regularly will be surprised to learn it bears only a passing resemblance to the national top ten.

I’ve put the national placing in brackets.

1.The Second Best Marigold Hotel (10)
Another massive success for the old ducks in India, more of the same of course, but crowd pleasing colourful stuff. Please get a move on and make number three, just saying.

2. The Theory of Everything (5)
An Oscar for Eddie Redmayne as Stephen Hawking and good work all round bringing a complex story to a mainstream audience.

3. Far From The Madding Crowd (21)
Wonderful looking and affecting adaptation of old happy chops Hardy’s novel. Still hanging on.

4. Shaun the Sheep (12)
Tremendous, inventive fun from Aardman animation.

5. Paddington (1 – in 2014)
So massive in Uckfield that despite starting in November 2014, it has still made the half year top 10. Incredible.

6. Cinderella (6)
Rather anodyne take on the traditional fairytale. Desperate not to offend or upset anyone.

7. Home (4)
I quite literally have nothing to say about this film. You lot seemed to like it.

8. Testament of Youth (35!)
Solid if slightly passionless take on Vera Brittain’s classic tale of a generation lost to war.

9. Fifty Shades of Grey (3)
There was a film. Lots of ladies came to see it.

10. Big Hero 6 (7)
Agreeable and painfully right on animated adventure.

I suppose the notable absences are Avengers: Age of Ultron, the number one film in the UK so far this year comes in 12th us. Furious 7 the number 2 picture is  our number 27!

For what it’s worth the films I’ve enjoyed most so far this year, bearing in mind I’m a bit behind having been looking after the restaurant for the early months of the year. In the mainstream, Mad Max was bonkers fun and as a big Sondheim fan I was always going to enjoy Into The Woods. A Most Violent Year and Taxi have been my favourites otherwise. My biggest personal disappointment has to be Inherent Vice.

The second half of the year is going to be all about James Bond and Star Wars of course, but look out for Suffragette, Bridge of Spies and the startling looking adaptation of Macbeth with Michael Fassbender. The summer’s biggest hits for the family are bound to be Minions and new Pixar, Inside Out.

NT Live continues to be hugely popular with Uckfield audiences.

NT Live continues to be hugely popular with Uckfield audiences.

Live opera, ballet, theatre and all the like are now a huge part of our core programming, and these are the top performing events.

1. View From The Bridge (NT Live)
2. Pirates of Penzance (ENO)
3. Merry Widow (MET)
4. Cavalleria Rusticana (MET)
5. La Boheme (ROH)

Obviously the opening of the restaurant has been a seismic event and so far very successful, we also continue to refurbish, admittedly at a slower rate than I would have liked, but we’re getting there. Screen two will reopen on July 10th and trust me it’s going to be as sexy as the previous two refurbished screens. Then we move on to the foyer, at last.

So all in all a pretty groovy half year, with potentially the best half to come. Well done everybody!

Ah, Mr Bond, we’ve been expecting you.

If it’s not film, what is it?

It’s impossible to overstate what a seismic technical change has gone on behind the scenes in the last few years. Out went the physical medium of film, in came the ones and zeros of digital picture technology. It’s a change on a par with the coming of sound in the late 20’s, and if you didn’t keep up and invest, you’d be left horribly behind.

Of course, some people held out longer than others. They are probably the ones still on the fence about whether they should get a website or not.

Inevitably though, and after long arguments about who was going to pay for it and horror stories about distributors controlling what screen their film is in and the performance times (which actually they could do, but have so far resisted) everyone has now gone digital.

Or more accurately DLP, data light processing. We use projectors capable of a maximum 2K resolution or 2048 x 1080. There are 4K projectors, with 4096 x 2160 resolution.

Our NEC2000C projector earlier.

Our NEC2000C projector earlier.

Now beware here, because although a lot of multiplexes are fond of telling you they have the latest 4K resolution technology and indeed they have 4K  capable projectors, that doesn’t mean you are seeing a 4K picture. The vast majority of releases are 2K, with only a handful a year in 4K.

Obfuscation really is one of my least favourite things in the world, that and red cabbage.

Anyhoo. Are you still with me? Have you glazed over yet? I just wanted to give you a broad idea of what has replaced film in a practical sense. So here goes.

Instead of a pile of heavy old cans, the film now arrives either on a physical hard drive, like the ones in your computer, or increasingly down the broadband lines coming into our servers.

Either way, that collection of data is called a DCP. If you want an in depth look inside the exciting world of the DCP click here. The DCP contains all the sound and picture information, and once delivered to us we have to get that information onto our projectors.

Here’s a handsome young man to show you how.

So once that film is “ingested” as we say it just requires a KDM or key to unlock it as it won’t play without one. The KDM is a digital file that tells the projector and server that it’s allowed to play that film.

KDM’s are the pointless work of the devil and whoever invented them should be summarily executed. But as the kids so often say these days, let’s not go there right now.

They come separately from the feature and once loaded on the server they enable the film to play. But there is a lot more to do before we let you guys see it. We need to add adverts, trailers and automation queues.

I love automation, after five years of it I’m still staggered when the lights go down and the curtains open, ALL BY THEMSELVES!

So here is a playlist:

A playlist earlier.

A playlist earlier.

We create the playlist on an incredible bit of software that controls all the projectors from a central point. It’s called a TMS. Theatre Management System, it’s fantastic. It means I can sit at my desk all day like Baron Greenback overlooking the technical marvel I have created with only £160,000. Did I mention this stuff is expensive?

On the left are the elements, adverts, coming soon snipes,trailers and the feature. The black is to be able to use queues with no picture on the screen. On the right are the queues, so you can see start show, tabs close etc. The zero point is the start and you can see that the performance ends 2hrs 41 minutes and 50 seconds after the start. Lovely.

Here you can see the playlist playing on the Doremi server attached to the projector:

Mad Max playlist playing on the server.

Mad Max playlist playing on the server.


We have to make a playlist for each film playing that week and then add them to a timeline on the TMS. This then disseminates content and playlists to the designated projector.

It’s witchery plain and simple.

Here is today’s films on the time line:

Today's timeline on the Theatre Management System.

Today’s timeline on the Theatre Management System.

And that’s it, we arrive in the morning and fire up the projectors and the TMS and the automation does the rest for the whole day.

Now, the technology is wonderful, but still a wee bit flaky. Sometimes queues don’t fire leaving us with picture and no sound say. Which is why I believe to maintain standards having technical people on the building is a must. Sadly most circuits have got rid of all their projectionists, running everything from a central hub. I guess they have worked out it’s cheaper to lose a show or two here and there and give refunds rather than pay someone who knows what they are doing to run the box properly.

Ok, did you get all that?

Any questions?