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Our Next Film

Wednesday 20 December 2017


 

Broadway Danny Rose

 
PG | USA | 1984 | English, Italian, Yiddish
Comedy
Director: Woody Allen

Our Christmas film is one of Woody Allen's most affectionate, enduring tales. Matching him with Mia Farrow and a wonderful supporting cast, this is a delightful comedy.


More than just a cinema

At Shrewsbury Film, we pride ourselves in offering not just films but also a social side. For those who want it, we aim to put on an expanding range of social events.

Post-film Drinks

Some of us like to chat about the film afterwards. We meet other like-minded members in the foyer and wander up the road to the Coach and Horses on Swan Hill where its quiet enough for everyone to share their thoughts, or just listen, it's up to you.
 

Burger Night

We are lucky to team up with EatUp on Milk Street, literally 80m from the Hive when their Gourmet Burger Nights coincide with one of our film screenings. Eat Up will reserve us a table and make sure that we are served in good time for the film at 8. Aside from the excellent food, and some of the best service in town, the benches there are a great way to socialise in a large group, meeting new people, or chatting to people in an environment that's not just film-related.
 

Some of Our Other Social Activities

We're always looking for new and innovative ideas to complement our films.
For example, during the screening of Sound it Out, a documentary about the last record shop on Teesside, 'RPM', the Shrewsbury vinyl group got to play their own vinyls after the film.
At Christmas, we included live jazz directly after the screening of Midnight in Paris; 'Shropshire Languages Society' brought traditional meals from around the world, before and after Babette's Feast.
One of our favourite events so far, was a tutored wine-tasting by a friend of the Society, Howard Hutchins from Tanners, which we combined with the film Sideways (thanks to the Electric Cinema in Birmingham for the idea). One of our best-value events of the year and suffice to say, we don't remember much more of the night.