Yes, I’m talking to all ten of you. Yesterday, while fighting my usual tsunami of Sunday anxiety, I struck the following items from my list of things I might do in Greenpoint on the worst day of the week:
All I wanted to do was go see a movie. Not in Union Square. Not in Queens. Not in Midtown. I wanted to see a movie in Greenpoint. I would’ve walked all the way to Ash Street from my perch on Lorimer for say, the new Cohen brothers flick. I would have even walked all that way for a Katherine Heigl rom-com! There are plenty of places for a movie theater in the GPT, like where all those practice spaces are near The Gutter. Or deeper, like on Kingsland towards the BQE – someone could fit a theater there. OR why don’t we take one of the TWO Rite Aids that are within TWO blocks of one another (preferably not the one with my insurance info on file) and convert that into a nice little neighborhood brew-n-view???
Please, somebody, read this and get that ball rolling. I know it will take you years and hundreds of thousands of dollars, but I promise you I will go every Sunday for whatever movie you’re screening.