My most memorable Valentine’s Day movie-going memory occurred in 1994. It was bitterly cold that Feb. 14, and I had no plans for the evening. Still, I was very restless, and despite the Arctic-like temperature outside, this Charles Bronson fan decided to go to the movies that night.
I went to the somewhat decrepit Villard Theater in Villa Park, IL to see “Death Wish V.” I thought for sure I would be the only one there. But I was wrong.
Inside were about a dozen people, all guys, all by themselves.
As we were leaving, nobody spoke, looked, or acknowledged each other in any way whatsoever.
BTW, I thoroughly enjoyed “Death Wish V.”
Happy Valentine’s Day everybody!
