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- The movie is “Times Square.” If you’re not familiar with this movie, the plot, such as it is, involves two teenage runaways on the streets of Manhattan, their misadventures, and the band they put together. The plot, though, is irrelevant. The movie is just a framework to carry the soundtrack which was chock full of the “New Wave” music that was in vogue at that time.
I was the sole soul in the theater, until about a half-hour later, when one other person came in.
Cut to a month or two later. Another movie is coming to this theater, which seems to be similar to “Times Square” in that it seems to be a futuristic musical. That interested me, so I went to a theater–on a Sunday evening.
I assume in most places, that Friday is usually the day when theaters change their movies. This movie had been playing since Friday.
I go to buy my ticket. The ticket guy tells me "We won’t be showing this movie tonight. So far, you’re the first person that has show up to see it since the movie started playing.
I did not see it that night, or any other night for 20 years. And I deliberately refused to read anything about it, lest it spoil anything.
Until this week. I was able to get a copy of it. What a treasure: The incredible music, the symbolism of Good vs Evil and the inner struggles that we all face. The dulcet tones of Vladek Sheybal and Joss Ackland in rare singing roles. Even a walk-on by the legendary Yma Sumac.
The name of this gem: “The Apple”
I feel so fulfilled.
(Now, if I can just get my hands on a copy of “Boom!”)