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The culling of Gothenburg cinemas

The culling of cinemas in my home town continues. After the tragic demise of Victoria and Draken (even though it still lives as a host for the annual cinema festival) the time has come to two old friends: Downtown and Palladium.

I actually won’t miss Downtown that much, since it was very old, crowded and had a lot of small auditoriums instead of fewer large ones. However, It is one of the few cinemas I visited as a child that still exist.

Palladium The cinema Palladium at the heart of the city.

But Palladium holds a lot of dear memories spanning over half of my lifetime. The world premiere of Fellowship of the Ring (complete with dressed-up people in the crowd), premiere of X-Files the movie way up on the balcony, world premiere of Episode 3 (where a very special girl kindly provided me with a ticket), people making a collective “aaaah” at the end of Sixth Sense… I could go on.

It’s the last of the large single auditorium cinemas in the city, built in 1919, and they are killing it to focus on the new ugly Bergakungen cinema.

Actually, my grandfather once told me of a story from his youth where he traveled 50 kilometers by bicycle to see a movie at Palladium, and then biked back home – all in one evening.

Since its opening in 1995, I’ve embraced Biopalatset and consider row 7 in auditorium 6 to be the best cinema seats in the city. Fellow cinema friends, let’s rally up and save Biopalatset from a future demise.

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