Fear not, West Hollywood... ...For everyone's favorite gay porn theater, the Tomkat, lives again!
I've been jogging past the Tomkat for the past several months, more frequently since plotting a nice two-mile route that runs right down Santa Monica Blvd. But it'd been a sad shut-down shell since at least November, I think, and I can't remember the last time I saw a delightful title posted on the marquee. And a few weeks before Christmas, most tragically, the Tomkat sign itself disappeared. Alas. It seemed all was lost...
...Until a few weeks ago, when I noticed a ball-capped gentlemen sneaking in through one of the tinted doors, looking decidedly uncomfortable. Could it be? Had the Tomkat found new life? Turns out the answer was a proud proud YES, as announced by the subsequent new signage. Gay porn is here to stay! Oh, sweet delight!
Now it is known as the Pussycat Studs theater. This is not as good a name as the Tomkat. But the new signs are enough to make up for it.
"You are welcome to enter and experience the dark caverns of our historic and erotic motion picture theater." The Tomkat was never so friendly.
Was it also so expensive? I have no idea. It's not like I've ever BEEN. I'm strictly a voyeur of voyeurs.
It's not much of a life, I admit.Labels: city of angels
Comments:
How did I miss the new "Studs" logo. I pass by this place all the time and I've been consistently checking it out.
Thanks for keeping your eyes open. You want to catch a movie sometime...at the $3 theatre.
That's what we'll tell everyone, at any rate.
Thank you for providing this valuable public service. I, too, am a voyeur of voyeurs, specifically of the Tomkat variety.
However, I am still concerned for the future of this historic landmark. That new marquee has no space for movie titles.
Without the entertainment value the marquee provides to the community, the Studs/Pussycat theater is just a place for Hollywood celebrities, moguls and their entoruages to gather and try to break the lascivious sexual contact rule with the gallon jugs of lube secreted away in their backpacks.
The marquee is a great loss to humanity. But the titles were falling down on the job, anyways. This new Tomkat management seems to be encouraging people to stop gawking and enter. A life lived on the sidelines isn't much of a life, after all.
Besides, how much lube do you really need, anyways?
$15 is a ripff. I used to go, never will return at that price.
But what price would bring you back?
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