“I’m proud to say that we have the largest collection of syphilitic genitals in the entire United States,” Tim League announced last night as he pulled back a red curtain in the back room of Alamo Drafthouse’s bar. But more about that later.
This week at South by Southwest, I got turned away from two films because of Alamo Drafthouse’s policy of not letting badge holders in if they’re so much as five minutes late, even if there are still empty seats. Gah!! So when Alamo’s founder, Tim League, conspicuously showed up seven minutes late to a panel discussion about “Indie Film and the Death of the Theatrical,” I was half hoping he’d get ba-ba-bounced. Justice, man! But let’s face it, it’s hard to stay mad at Alamo. They did the whole Nitehawk thing long before there was a Nitehawk. And I definitely had to forgive League when I noticed he was wearing a hilarious Bernie Sanders/Circle Jerks mash-up t-shirt. Plus, he came with news about Alamo’s forthcoming Brooklyn location.