The last film played at the venerable Empire Theater Granville 7 on November 4, 2012....the interior demolition started at 7:30 am the next day.
Anything that looked, smelled or in anyway resembled movie night out...was torn down, torn off, hammered, unbolted , unscrewed, pulled away and tossed into the garbage bin of constant progress.
It was sad to see the screens get cut apart with knives and the seats getting the sledgehammer treatment. The massive speakers that could have powered a fantastic outdoor concert ( or a window busting house party ), all went to the trash bins.
In the end, no one had the time and storage space to put the goodies until a good home could be found. We will be regretting that move one day when the technology swings back around to "retro" mode...and all the gear is gone.
Makes me think of all those WW ll airplanes that got scrapped at the end of the war. Nobody considered them to be of any value...because "new technology" was coming to save the day.
Empire Theaters Granville 7
Before pics ( from dedicated Flickr users )
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Film projector...likely headed to the scrap heap
Cinema 4...last stop before the trash bin
I wonder how many miles of film ran through this projector in it's lifetime
The divots in the floor are where the seats were bolted down
Main floor concession area
Ticket office...facing to Granville
No seats...no soundproofing panels
Main lobby
Main floor concession area
Bottom floor to Cinema 1 and 2
Massive banks of speakers were hung in frames behind the movie screen
Projector room up in the back
High density sound absorbing panels being removed
Tools of destruction
Cinema 7 level
This used to be the Cinema 7 level concession stand
Why have a drinking fountain, when you can buy bottled water?...Why use a payphone when you can spend 80 bucks a month on a cellphone package?..On the other hand...you'll always need a shovel and broom to clean up the mess that progress brings.
Looking across Granville at the Commodore Ballroom
As someone who used to work here and has a lot of great memories of the place, I thank you for putting these pictures up, although it kind of stung to look through them.
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As someone who used to work here and has a lot of great memories of the place, I thank you for putting these pictures up, although it kind of stung to look through them.
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And so my friends we'll say goodnight, for time has claimed its prize, and tossed it into the garbage bin of constant progress.
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