Lights, but No Camera and No Action

The cold, cruel and completely acceptable laws of nature have it that things are often subject to change and flux, as they well should be (whether for good or for ill, though the latter seems to have its ascendancy), and this kind of thinking did not escape me when I saw the reconstruction in scale model form of the Roxy Theater.  One of those show palaces catering to the cinema as a rising art form, it is of course no longer- and a TGIF is now occupying its once hallowed corner spot in Times Square.  But to see this model in its quiet glory and contemplate on the past of such homes of the Silver Screen, housed in the Museum of the Moving Image (in Queens), and around closing time (when there were very few visitors in the galleries) is but a drop of sadness in an ocean of tears.