Back in the days when the phrase "necking" was fashionable, teenagers in poodle skirts and letter jackets would get all gussied up to see B-movies like Attack of the Crab Monsters and The Killer Shrews. Nowadays, we might watch that garbage to be ironic, but these hormonal youth weren't really watching the crab monsters kill; they were participating in a mass make-out session far away from the watchful gaze of overprotective parents.
Merrill's Roxy has the perfect silver-screen milieu for this kind of action — the lush velvety interior paired with limited space will make your date swoon, with or without popcorn. However, the selling point of this Burlington landmark is its movable armrests. The major movie theater mood killer — a stiff plastic chastity belt of an armrest — has been banished by this indie locale. So remember this the next time your date drags you to a boring foreign flick. Let's bring back necking!
- Jon Taylor