Sunday, July 21, 2013. That’s the day I met my brother at the Winrock 6 to see Pacific Rim in 3-D. Not to ruin the movie for you or anything, but Pacific Rim is about giant robots fighting giant reptilian monsters, and 3-D movies are about making everything look like a View-Master while giving you a low-grade headache.
It was great seeing a monster movie with my brother. But it was a bittersweet monster movie when Jade, the popcorn scooper, informed me that we were catching it on the very last day of business for the Winrock 6.
I liked the Winrock 6. In fact I prefered the Winrock 6 to many other theaters—not only because it was closest to my house, and not only because I had seen tons of movies there with my wife and kids over the past 20 years, but also because it was one of the only theaters left in town with a quaint Mom and Pop feel to it. Sure, it had six screens and was affiliated with a gigantic corporate string of Regal Entertainment theaters, but still felt small, and it still felt Albuquerque. And Albuquerque lost a little chunk of Albuquerque that day.
The Winrock 6 employees aren’t just being kicked onto the streets, Jade assured me. They’ll all be assimilated into shifts at other affiliated theaters in town. So, that’s nice to know.
A giant mega-plex theater is under construction in the parking lot just to the south, and it, too, will be closer to my house than all the other theaters. But it won’t be open until December. And things will, as always and once again, never be the same.