Do any movie theaters still show porn?

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I installed video projectors in the Strand and Dove theaters in Kansas City, MO back in the late 1980s because 35mm prints were getting more difficult to obtain. Back then, we used Barco CRT projectors, though we really needed more brightness.

That sounds great!

I’ve seen a number of X-rated films in the theater “back in the day” and never saw anyone masturbating. Back in the 80s, during the era of “Porno chic”, hardcore films actually had premieres with red carpet, spotlights and limousines. They might have been slightly seedy versions of those things, but they were aspirational. (Boogie Nights captured it very well).

I knew a guy whose job it was to clean the theaters after the movies. In answer to your query: yes they did.

Hey, all theaters have sticky floors!

The stick was not confined to the floors.

I had a platonic guy friend, and we decided to do something ‘different’ and went to a theater to see a porno. It was a very bad, grainy, boring 1970’s thing. I couldn’t help but notice I was the only woman in the place. Right after high school my boyfriend and I went to see some super-arty foreign X-rated film, which made for a really special makeout session later! And, to conclude my tour of porn theaters, Mr. Sali and I went to see an X-rated vampire movie, of all things, before we were married. We left half way through as Mr. Sali, an old fashioned sort :stuck_out_tongue: was embarrassed and declared “this was no movie for a lady to see”.:rolleyes:

Many moons ago I worked for a theatre chain that had closed their X-rated drive-in a few years previously. The district manager whistfuly lamented the loss of “seeing a set of tits seventy feet wide!”

Maybe not, but I see what you did there.

I ran the projector in a wank-in-- uh, walk-in porn theater in Oklahoma some years ago. Patrons masturbated frequently right in the theater. You’d also see them head for their cars, stay for a few minutes of noticeable bouncing, and then leave.
[I also had the cliche experience of recognizing a former girlfriend in the cast of one, but that’s probably a story for another thread…]
Come to think of it, I went with that girl to the Mitchell Brothers’ San Francisco theater to see Behind the Green Door when it was first released. To answer your other question.

Please tell me he wore plastic bags over his shoes and was paid well for his efforts.

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they still do exist

When I lived in NYC, the artist woman I lived with (roommate) had a job where she created the newspaper ads for all the porno theaters in the (then) seedy area of Times Square. She basically had a library of photos of women with big tits and would cut out a photo, create some fictitious name for the movie and list the show times. Nice, easy gig and she got paid well.
I would sometimes help her create the names for the films - was fun to do and we came up with some really witty, silly names of porn flicks. Only rule being you could not use profanity as the newspapers were very specific about what they would allow.
And no - during all those years, not a single complaint from a customer that the name of the film in the ad was not the same name as the film being shown.

Don’t know if they still have them, but in Berlin there used to be lots of places that had large screen porno films in a room with tables where you could buy drinks, watch the films, get in the mood and the, uh, waitresses would offer to take you in the back rooms for an extra fee. They were advertised as “adult movie theaters”.

It would drive me nuts seeing porn in a theatre. And it might make the other patrons antsy too as I keep yelling up to the projection booth to “fast-forward!” everytime talking parts came on.

No idea about the bags, but I think he got paid standard movie theater wages. He was a hard drinking skinny punk rocker who didn’t really give a crap about much, and I could easily see him picking up the wadded kleenex with his bare hands.

BTW, for those who know DC, the theater was the late much lamented Biograph, which was mainly an arthouse theater showing foreign and indy films and revivals. It would show pron on weekday afternoons to help boost cashflow.

That sounds like it’d make an excellent punishment for truants.

In the late 70’s I was a doorman at such a place. It was sort of interesting. I’d be reading my books on ancient near eastern history and mythology with all the moaning and screaming in the background. I only went into the viewing area once - can’t remember why. It was pretty gross. You had to take every step carefully since there was always the chance you would slip on a still wet deposit from a patron.

Eventually, that theater was completely renovated and is now the heart of a thriving downtown theater district. Even in it’s run down condition at the time it was still a beautiful art deco style theater. Now it’s absolutely gorgeous and regularly has internationally know dance troops and orchestras not to mention a variety of rock and pop music groups.

I’ve always been fascinated by grindhouse and exploitation and porno films from the 70s.

Growing up i remember seeing Pussycat Theaters everywhere. I remember on one road on the way to the theme park “Knott’s Berry Farm” there was a Pussycat Theater and another theater that showed porn.

Anyways I’m a screen writer and I’m writing a period piece and wanted to go into one of these theaters and see what it was like.

I drove down that same road three years ago and the Pussycat Theater is now a used car lot .And the other theater is now a McDonalda’s…and they used the big marquee that used to advertise the movies with a giant M.

I did find one in LA. Called the Tomcat. Which had a history. It used to be a Pussycat Theater and a lot of porn films still “premier” there.

It was on a my bucket list so I went in. There where no showing times. Basically they play the same DVD’s on a loop. And they are projected onto a screen with a DVD projector.

And nobody is sitting down watching. As soon as you walk in there you are attacked. By various really old men. The kind you imagine go home to there wives who have no clue. The kind of guys you think might be pastors, or principles, or grandfathers or truck drivers. (in other words these are not the kind of guys you would see at say a gay club or something like that…these are guys that are probably on the “DL” as Oprah would say or “undercover.”

And they are all soliciting each other for sex. And having sex right in the open. I’m not homophobic. I live in LA. I’ve seen Brokeback mountain. I have been to gay clubs with gay friends. But I found it very creepy and “weird” (it would have been weird even if it was straight people…you just don’t expect to see people having sex in public and going around grabbing each other without even saying hello) but I thought to myself “you idiot…what did you expect?” I left the room with the screen. Went upstairs. There;s a womens and men’s bathroom. Very old. There’s all this old Pussycat paraphanelia everywhere.

I’m glad I went. it was an experience. But I would love to ask if anyone here is old enough to have gone back before the advent of the VCR…what where these theatres like? Have people always had sex in these theatres?

It would be fascinating to know if this kind of behavior was always seen as acceptable in porn theatres?

According to my mother (to this day I’m still not quite sure how this came up in conversation) there was a period circa 1980 when it wasn’t unusual for a couple to go to one of these on a date after dinner. It involved a trip “to the city” (I assume she meant NYC). She abruptly stopped, refused to give any further details, and I have no desire to ever ask her again.

Went with a girlfriend to see Deep Throat at the Pussycat in Hollywood.
Lots of couples in the audience. Every so often one of the 2 heads would disappear for a while then sit up again.
I guess those poor girls were very tired and were taking naps. :wink:

Most cities I know have peepshows now with personal viewing booths with a big box of tissues inside. The one in LA though had signs everywhere saying “no jacking off” in 3 different languages. In my city, they also have a sex shop, video section, and live show. I think the last porno theater here closed over 30 years ago.

They still have gay theaters in Korea though, with glory holes.