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Just a Thought

Sprocket fiend is the name I have for the subterranean dimension to my film addiction. The subtle, beneath-the-sound-track sound of the clattering projector in those old rep theaters, especially in the New Beverly. The defiant, twenty-four-frames-per-second mechanical heartbeat that says, … Continue reading

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