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20 LOUISVILLE MAGAZINE 7.16 kyoms.com Dental Implants | Wisdom Teeth | Dental Extractions Face & Jaw Surgery | Ofce Based General Anesthesia 2800 Cannons Lane | (502) 454-4885 Jewish Outpatient Care Building | 225 Abraham Flexner Way, Suite 302 | (502) 587-7874 Across from the Summit | 9488 Brownsboro Road | (502) 326-0606 Please Visit Our New Location! Bullitt County | 138 Eastbrooke Court, Suite 100 | (502) 957-1250 Kentuckiana Oral & Maxillofacial Surgery Associates, PSC kyoms.com All Doctors Board Certifed From left to right: Dr. Geof Mills, Dr. Nate Walters, Dr. Jamie Warren, Dr. Chris Noonan and Dr. Will Allen THE BIT WE LOVE The frst flm I saw at Village 8 was The Majestic, a sweet drama about a theater, the movies, identity and home. Can't say I was crazy about it, but I sure came to love Village 8 (4014 Dutchmans Lane), a non- majestic multiplex with Goth-dark lobby walls, a dash of fash at the concessions and gray, nubby cloth seats. The cinema opened in 1975, and recent published reports had it closing by the end of the year or soon after because of new property owners. For movie lovers like me, the prospect was almost like losing a family member. That name: Village. In an age when we sequester ourselves with on-demand, personalized, delivered everything, the movie theater invites us to share our imaginations in the presence of others. Village 8 lets us do that in a democratic — small "d" — way. You don't need to sell blood to afford a movie at Village 8; $10 gets you matinee admission, a medium fountain drink (fzzy) and a small popcorn (not greasy). And if the movie's bad, you're only out $3 for the ticket. You can see second runs of blockbusters, sure, but Village 8 also screens edgy, heroic and educational documentaries, art-house features and glorious throwback B movies on their frst runs. I spot such a cross-section of Louisville when I go. One woozy note, but another memorable and singular sensation offered by Village 8: The dizzying combination of a curved interior wall and black-and- white checkerboard tiles in the ladies' room always summons the thought that a showing of Vertigo would be redundant. I knew I loved the place long ago, after I saw The Queen. The theater was hopping with people about the same age the British monarch is now. Though the lights had gone down, late arrivals groped and picked their way to those cloth seats and used their outdoor voices in bleats of apology or dismay. A ringing cellphone split the belated peace and quiet. Instead of silencing it, or taking it outside, its owner answered and started chatting as if she were at home. As she talked, other moviegoers further fractured the air by barking at her to be quiet. I'd seen the movie before, so I enjoyed the foor show. Given the news of Village 8's demise, I was prepared to say goodbye. But let's go back to The Majestic, which had plot twists and a surprise ending. A call to the theater to check on its closing date yielded a conversation with general manager Bryan Senteney. Paraphrasing him, and taking a page from Mark Twain: Reports of Village 8's passing have been exaggerated. He spoke of the theater's future in years, not months. Cue music. Bring up the house lights. Standing O. — Pam Platt