Here are the double and triple features that played the Deuce thirty years ago this week. Theaters are listed in east-to-west order.
North Side of the Street
Victory: KUNG FU MASTER, BRUCE LEE STYLE / LIGHTNING SWORDS OF DEATH / THE HOT, THE COOL, AND THE VICIOUS
Lyric: NURSE SHERRI / HOUSE OF PSYCHOTIC WOMEN
Times Square: SCREAMS OF A WINTER NIGHT / THE REDEEMER
Selwyn: ROCKY II / EBONY, IVORY & JADE
South Side of the Street
New Amsterdam: THE KOREAN CONNECTION / THE BIG RIP-OFF
Cine 42
Theater I: THE HITTER / GOOD GUYS WEAR BLACK
Theater II: THE LEGACY / CHAMPION OF DEATH
Harris: EDGE OF FURY / SNUFF
Liberty: PATRICK / BODY SNATCHER FROM HELL
Empire: BRONSON LEE, CHAMPION / SOUL OF CHIBA / PORK CHOPPER
Anco: ALIEN / DAMIEN: OMEN II
North Side of the Street
Victory: KUNG FU MASTER, BRUCE LEE STYLE / LIGHTNING SWORDS OF DEATH / THE HOT, THE COOL, AND THE VICIOUS
Lyric: NURSE SHERRI / HOUSE OF PSYCHOTIC WOMEN
Times Square: SCREAMS OF A WINTER NIGHT / THE REDEEMER
Selwyn: ROCKY II / EBONY, IVORY & JADE
South Side of the Street
New Amsterdam: THE KOREAN CONNECTION / THE BIG RIP-OFF
Cine 42
Theater I: THE HITTER / GOOD GUYS WEAR BLACK
Theater II: THE LEGACY / CHAMPION OF DEATH
Harris: EDGE OF FURY / SNUFF
Liberty: PATRICK / BODY SNATCHER FROM HELL
Empire: BRONSON LEE, CHAMPION / SOUL OF CHIBA / PORK CHOPPER
Anco: ALIEN / DAMIEN: OMEN II
1 comment:
I still have all my teeth and hair, but being reminded of 42nd Street in 1979 was quite a shocker because I was there.
In fact, the first films I ever saw on the strip were "Nurse Sherri" and "House of Psychotic Women". This was spring of 1979. I went with a very persuasive Hunter College classmate of mine and we each paid $1.75 for the double bill. That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship. For the next five years she and I saw every horror/exploitation film on that strip and throughout Times Square. The film-going ended but fortunately she and I are still best buddies today. In fact, she sent me the link to your blog.
My favorite film of that genre? "Mother's Day"(1980) by the Kaufman brothers. I mean, what's not to love when at film's end the crazy mother of even crazier boys gets suffocated by one of their hapless female victims holding a giant, inflatable pair of lips. Meanwhile, the girl's OWN mother's voice--nagging and berating her as a child--plays over the soundtrack. Wonderful stuff!
Thanks for the memories.
Michael
New York City
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