Imelda — she of sudden tropical storm fame — sent me this week not for cover, but to the movies.
Residing in a safe zone — unscarred by any water impact (this time) - DH and I felt desperate for respite from weather sirens and incessant rain drops.
Star Cinema Grill’s Onyx, the new‐to‐us movie theater, beckoned from nearby Richmond. It’s the first cinema of its kind in the Western Hemisphere. The big boast centers on its picture screen — a massive 46 feet wide:
When the screen lit up, my mouth dropped open at the first commercial:
The image offered a unique combination of LED picture contrast married to stunning graphics.
Please forgive my obvious commercial plug here. I’ve never had a movie experience like this.
He bought us pod tickets. That’s the upper theater section where seats come cordoned off in pairs.
New meaning for two‐peas‐in‐a‐pod?
Blankets, pillows, reclining seats, and extending tables create a viewing environment that spoils.
Not even airplanes carry such prized additions. Both operate perfectly. White light aims where you point, and bench extends beyond the seat back.
Hmm…if I’d brought a book to the movies, I’d have room to bench it here.
Food abounds as both solid and liquid fare. The latter ranges from basic tap water to high‐octane alcohol.
In another first, menu options reflect gourmet hands. Quinoa and edamame meet buttery popcorn and Junior Mints.
My only complaint?
It’s pricey. A pod costs nearly $40 for two people. Individual ticket price equals $19.75. Cost does not include food or drink — ouch!
There’s a similar high‐dollar movie place in Houston. $68 per pod pair. With smaller screens. Google tells me its owners filed for bankruptcy mid‐month.
What did we see, you wonder? We viewed a double‐header: Downton Abbey and Ad Astra. The latter smokes the former. Big time, says this amateur film critic.
Spiritual meanderings about the meaning of life beat claustrophobic rantings among an antiquated aristocracy.
Rainy days demand more love.