The climax of Space Jam, in which Jordan and the Looney Tunes play a high-stakes game of basketball against cartoon monsters, was absolutely riveting – which may have something to do with the lack of live sports these days – but my mind still wandered. My glasses fogged because of my mask, but I was not about to futz with them. I was hyper aware of the person crunching chips at the other end of the row. It was good to be back in a movie theater, so good, but the virus was a specter that hung over everything. I purchased Raisinets, wanting something that came sealed in plastic, but couldn’t bring myself to eat them until I’d sanitized my hands in the car on the way home. That could be the entire length of a movie if you’re a popcorn and soda person. Masks were required for customers too, but, per county rules, not when eating or drinking. All the employees had rubber gloves and were wearing their masks properly. When selecting your seat, via the contactless phone app, you can’t pick one right next to another party. They only sell tickets for every other row.

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