The projection room was vacant, but the theaters were occupied with a healthy weekday afternoon crowd, spending time together, enjoying the air conditioning and watching the movies. The old film reel tables were there, as well as the conveyors for carrying the film reel from theater 3 to theater 9 for the next showing in 20 minutes. The serpentine corridor-like room weaving between the back-to-back theaters, once traversed back and forth, back and forth, by a couple of projectionists with eyes glued - one to the movie schedule and one to the clock, is now stacked with satellite-connected computer servers and digital projectors.
What a "cool" room (not as in AC cooled) these projectionists had as their secret domain! There are a number of current articles lauding these technicians and lamenting their passing. For more from a projectionist, see "The Last of the Real Live Projectionists". For a slide show of images from projector rooms, try this one from NPR (and don't miss the comments from authentic projectionists). For observations on the current transition from celluloid to digital, see "Where Have All The Projectionists Gone?" And lastly, for a nerdy blog among projectionists that might awaken your inner projectionist, try this. As I write this, I can almost imagine their happy ghosts lingering, longingly, lovingly, in these back rooms of theaters, their secret place, facilitating the entertainment of millions. I stepped closer to peek through the little glass pane through which the projector was throwing the current film onto the theater screen. Quickly stepping back I said, "Digital or film, those projector bulbs still get hot!" "In the Summer, it gets unbearable in here," the Facilities Manager said. "It's not good for the equipment and it's not good for the service technicians. That's why we're installing the new HVACs. Come on, let me show you where."
Through a nondescript door we were now in the backside, underbelly shell of the mall. Down a flight of stairs and then another flight. Back out into the mall space filled with customers. The original mall was built in 1961 with a major expansion in 1991 including two additional wings. The logistics of interlinking the service corridors were obviously challenged by the expansion. "Sorry for the long walk and climb," the manager offered. After the 5 hour plane ride, this was good exercise. "Not a problem," I said. Through another door and up a flight of stairs. Down along a winding corridor with painted doors every 50 or 75 feet. "These doors open into the backside of the mall stores." Up two more flights of stairs and though a door. The door opened onto a brilliant sunshiny day, made almost blinding by the combined facts of the exit from the long walk in darkened corridors and the pure white roofing material recently installed. I squinted through my sunglasses and we all took a moment to let our eyes adjust.
"Here, and....." he walked over approximately 70 feet, "Here. This is where where we want to place the new RTUs." I nodded, scanned the accumulation of other equipment scattered across the roof, and asked, "Do you have flexibility to adjust the locations plus or minus 10 feet if that suits the structure better?" "Sure, no problem." "Alright", I said, "I think we'll be able to work out a solution for you."