My Own Private EQUINOX

One of the best things about being a film fan in 1975 (even if you were only 7 years old at the time) was having access to a film projector. My family had a nifty 'Super 8' projector that we'd lug out every once in a while to watch footage my parents shot on vacation. Then one fateful day while walking through GRANTS (a pre-K-Mart type of store) my brother and I spotted a case containing a bunch of cartoons and other flicks in the Super 8 format. We begged; we cried; we eventually conned...