On Friday nights, movie theatres tend to be packed. I walked out of the blistering cold into the AMC Loews on West 34th Street. I was hoping to see long lines, but I didn’t get to experience that. Instead there were a few couples lingering around the lobby and some people were standing in line waiting to buy tickets. While going up the escalator, I grew very anxious to see “Dark Skies.” It had been a while since I sat down to watch a supernatural movie by myself. Other than that, everything else remained familiar, like the smell of popcorn filling up the atmosphere.
