In my last blog post I praised the Curzon for continuing to stand up to the competition. They are staffed by people who clearly care about film, and unlike the increasingly sanitised and mechanized multiplexes, they still project on celluloid.
However, even the most unobservant of passing pedestrians could not fail to notice that they are clearly on the skids. The building is dirty and dishevelled on the outside, despite having plenty to offer on the inside. It is the architectural equivalent of Lieutenant Columbo. It’s even the same colour. And when you do get inside the carpets are threadbare, the seats are worn (in some cases they are entirely missing their lower halves) and the wallpaper looks like it dates back to the three-screen conversion in the mid-1970s.