Right now, I'm sitting on my couch in my very own living room watching the fabulously awful 1974 "House on Skull Mountain." I'm watching it on a television set not much smaller than the smallest screen at the Golden Tri Cinema. Weird. These are exactly the kinds of movies we used to see there: lots of Burt Reynolds, Bruce Lee and B-horror movies.
They also ran some mainstream movies there about a month after they left the real theaters. There were always technical problems, bad film stock issues (the copies shown at the Golden Tri had already been viewed hundreds and hundreds of times by the time they made it there) and out of sync or non-existent sound. Of course, with no cable television or VCRs back then, it was the only way to see a movie, if you didn't want to (or couldn't afford to) pay full price.
Hey, look! It's Lionel Jefferson!