The age of enforced home viewing just points to the primal movie excitement you can't get at home. By Owen Gleiberman Chief Film Critic Lately, I’ve been thinking about how much I miss movie theaters.
I don’t just mean that I miss watching eye-zapping sensory-overload spectacles on the big screen. I don’t just mean that I miss watching vibrant life-size dramas that, by virtue of being on the big screen, become a kind of spectacle, one that’s larger-than-life in its intimacy.
I mean that I miss the experience of going out to a movie, of giving yourself over to it, of getting lost in it, of being taken away from this world.
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