Born late 1960s and was going to the cinema every week from the age of 3 or 4. The first film I saw at the cinema was: Enter the Dragon and later...
The Sweeny
Confessions of a window cleaner.
Grease (didn't get in first night, it had sold out. Saw it on the Wednesday and queued for ages - the queue literally went around the block).
Kellys Heroes,
Close Encounters
Jaws
The Spy Who Loved Me
The Fog
Earthquake
The Gauntlet
Squirm
(these are the more memorable ones)
Our local cinema seemed to have no idea what U,A,AA, and X meant so if you had the money you got in.
One week I went to see "Food for the Gods", a film that with hindsight was probably crap but caught my imagination as a nipper. I seemed to have got the week wrong and spent 3 hours in the cinema watching documentaries - the first about holidaying in Spain (at that time something working class people did not do) and the second was about combine harvesters. I thought it was a bit suspicious that there were 2 B features and thought that Food for the Gods would probably be on later, but after the combine harvesters the lights went up. There were about 5 people in the cinema that day- myself, my father, the woman selling ice creams the torchie and the projectionist.
Food for the Gods appeared at the cinema 2 weeks later, and I loved it.
If I look back through my childhood for reasons why I became a communist, possibly the combine harvester film was THE defining moment. Oh and having an ex-POW pro Stalinist grandfather.
