Can We Afford Our Principles?
22 Jul

I’m a pretty prolific cinema go-er, as you well may know. My Last Week’s Highlights posts often feature at least one film I’ve seen and there are always plenty more that I wouldn’t mind watching given the chance…
…and the money.
See, the cinema is an expensive game. Even if (like me) you only pay for a ticket and bring your own snacks (yeah, I’ll admit it corporate cinema chains, I SNEAK MY SNACKS IN! Deal with it or slash those crazy prices!).
Anyway. Edinburgh is an especially lucky city when it comes to cinemas. Sure we have the usual big chain players, but we are also blessed with a generous sprinkling of independent cinemas. Cinemas with old-fashioned red velvet chairs and gold-fringed curtains that swish open at the beginning of the film and closed again at the end. My favourite cinema in Edinbugh – the Dominion – takes the experience a whole step further with its comfy two-seater sofas, each one replete with cushions, armrests that are actually as wide as your arm(!) and foot stools. Real foot stools! Squeak!
And I love the independents. I love the fact that they are locally owned and managed by people who are genuinely into film. I also love it that some have been around for decades, not attempting to take over the world, but simply plodding along, quietly showing their movies to those of us who care to watch them. The independent cinemas represent a little slice of my ideal world – a world where old-fashioned, family run enterprises are the norm, companies are content to just ‘be’ as opposed to ‘grow’ and our towns and cities feel unique, and not just the same as we already know with different street names.
But here’s the thing. This last year, I’ve been a student and so have had the benefit of a generous discount on my cinema ticket prices. Which was great while it lasted, but lasting it no longer is. The other night I went to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows mark II** with a friend and, my student card having expired, was resigned to handing over a small fortune just to see the film. Forget drinks, forget snacks, the ticket itself was almost £10.
And I was so surprised/horrified at this that I went home after the film and did what I’ve always sworn I’d never do.
I signed up for a Cineworld Unlimited card.
I know, I know, principles out the window; moral code ripped in half; poor, independent cinemas floundering at the loss of my custom (OK, not quite)… But you guys? I can’t afford my principles! I can’t afford to pay over a tenner each time I want to see a film, even if it does go towards a local, independent business and not a giant money-spinning conglomerate! Who can?!
And you know? As much as I like to moan about big companies taking over the world, I’m also not made of cash. And the Cineworld deal is a good one. For £14.99 per month I can watch as many films as I want, as many times over as I want. No limits (but you got that from the title, didn’t you?). Rainy Friday with no plans? I can see three films in a row. Don’t understand something the first time round? I can watch it again the next day. All I have to do to be saving myself money is go to the cinema twice a month. Easy, considering I sometimes go twice a week as it is.
So there you have it. I’ve sold my soul to the commercial devil. I have no right to cry when the independent cinemas start closing down. I am a Bad. Person.
But I’m also quids in…
What are your thoughts on independent cinemas? Would you sign up for/do you have an Unlimited card?
Image above from here.
**LOVED the film right up until the final three minutes (you know the bit I mean, Potter fans) which I will forever count as some of the most uncomfortable moments I ever spent in a cinema.

