I learned the truth at seventeen: My movie tastes have completely changed after I graduate high school. I'm doing High Spirits, the final show at Bluth Brothers (and listed in the Times), but I'm no longer running to see the big 70mm movies. I don't go to Cleopatra, 55 Days at Peking, or The Agony and the Ecstasy. Instead I'm all over What's New, Pussycat, The Collector, and small films. In September I start LACC, but sill manage to go to San Bernardino to see Tammy Grimes in Molly Brown in the round. Virginia Woolf comes back to the old Ritz Theater, now the Lindy Opera House, starring Vicky Cummings and Kendall Clark - Mr. Clark was the matinee George when I first saw the show at the Biltmore, which, BTW, has closed and is about to be torn down. Virginia Woolf also plays a few small theaters. And Yum Yum Tree, which closed at the Ivar after over two and a half years, suddenly returns to the Legrand, but not the same production so I don't see it there. But in October it reopens at the Coronet, with Del Close, James Best, and Brigit Hanley - of course I go, but it no longer seems quite as funny as before. And The Loved One and Repulsion are about to open and I go to both and love both.
Oh, and an off-B'way musical comes to the Las Palmas and I go and love that - The Amorous Flea starring Lew Parker and a young actor who I'll later become friends with - Philip Proctor.