My “bad movie” club, usually held in the upscale squalor of my apartment, moved to the St. Regis Hotel recently for one glorious night of cinematic revelry (long story).
And even though I supplied photos of that experience right here on the blog, some people responded, “Pshaw! Didn’t happen! Couldn’t have!”
Well, here is video proof that it most certainly did, courtesy of the club’s own talented imp Lee Kimble.
His film is zingy, atmospheric, and in fact way better than the flicks we usually watch at the club.