The Secret to Saving Movie Theaters Seems So Obvious Now

A collage of Margot Robbie as Barbie, Taylor Swift, Oppenheimer from the movie, Beyonce, and more.
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After saving the LP and the concert industry, Taylor Swift has turned her attention to the next sector of the entertainment business in dire need of resuscitation: movie theaters. At the beginning of 2023, theater chains were already lamenting a lack of fresh product—only half as many movies were released in 2022 as in 2019—and that was before the twin writers’ and actors’ strikes shut down production for months, pushing several likely blockbusters into 2024 and beyond. Barbenheimer brought audiences back to theaters in a major way, but the momentum flagged as summer turned to fall, and theaters were once again facing an uncertain future.

Please welcome to the stage: Taylor Swift: The Eras Tour. The Aug. 31 announcement that a filmed version of Swift’s record-breaking tour would be coming to theaters in a mere six weeks sent the movie industry scrambling. The Exorcist sequel Believer and the Meg Ryan rom-com What Happens Later hastily abandoned Swift’s Oct. 13 release date, and even Martin Scorsese rethought his plans, with Killers of the Flower Moon abandoning a limited rollout at the beginning of October to skip straight to opening wide on the 20th. Meanwhile, The Eras Tour grossed $26 million in its first day of sales and has since crossed the $100 million mark, making it a lock for this weekend’s box-office crown and already the highest-grossing concert film of all time.

But The Eras Tour’s significance isn’t solely or even primarily about box office, as much as theaters are grateful for the windfall. It’s about expanding the whole idea of what can happen inside a movie theater. Since the conversion to digital projection, cinemas have turned their screens over to the National Theatre or the Metropolitan Opera for single showings of Angels in America or La Traviata as a means of drawing a crowd on a slow weeknight. But those broadcasts were more of a consolation prize for people who couldn’t make it to Lincoln Center or the West End, not a substitute for live performance. Taylor Swift’s fans have something else in mind. The instant The Eras Tour’s release was announced, TikTok lit up with videos proclaiming Swifties’ intent to treat the screenings like an actual stadium show—taking their cues from Swift herself, who ended her announcement with “Singing and dancing encouraged.” “The theater showings are concerts,” one SwiftTokker concluded. “I want you to be prepared. Your theater might have some screaming people in it.”

Multiplex employees may be bracing for impact, with one telling Rolling Stone they’re already dreading the “loud and rowdy” crowds. But smaller chains and independents are seizing the opportunity to bring new audiences in the door, and to reignite—or simply ignite—the sense that a movie theater can be a place where thrilling memories are made. “I think with Eras that we will hopefully get a lot of new people in, and that leads to a younger generation embracing the theatrical experience,” says Mike Sampson, the director of field marketing for the Alamo Drafthouse chain. “That’s when you start to see some real success.”

The director John Huston said that “in pictures, if you do it right, the thing happens, right there on the screen.” But when the thing can also happen on your TV or your phone, the particular magic of a movie theater is much harder to pinpoint. Sure, theaters’ screens are bigger, their sound systems louder, but they’re also full of people chattering and scrolling on their phones, and their images look a lot less dazzling when they’re dimmed and dulled by subpar projection. When I told people that I wrote about movies, they used to apologize for how long it had been since they’d seen one, as if I were a priest and they were months overdue for confession. But sometime in the past decade or so, they stopped apologizing. If they asked for a recommendation, I’d give one, and they’d make a note of it, but inevitably we’d just end up talking about TV.

The pandemic forced everyone to take a break from the theatrical experience, and theaters still haven’t recovered. Ticket sales for 2022 were a huge improvement over the previous two years, but they were still only 65 percent of what they were pre-COVID. The Barbenheimer phenomenon shows that audiences will come back if they have a reason, but simply showing a movie they want to see isn’t enough. Cara Ogburn, who runs Milwaukee’s three-screen Oriental Theatre, says that post-pandemic, “a lot of people’s moviegoing has become a little bit more intentional, less spontaneous. A lot of people used to go to a movie a week or multiple movies a week, and they’d be like, Hey, I’m just going to stop by. Now, they are making their plan to do the thing: We’re going to see it at this time at this place, we’re going to eat here, drink here, and wear this.”

In an era (sorry, Taylor) when almost anything that can’t be delivered over Wi-Fi can be brought right to your door, it’s easy to feel like there’s no good reason to leave the house. But audiences starved for the pleasure of shared experiences will find a reason—and, if necessary, invent one. Last summer, the GentleMinions phenomenon transformed the normally passive act of moviegoing into a kind of collective performance. For these besuited teens, the point wasn’t just to go see a movie, but to be seen doing it, in a costume that proved you were part of something bigger than yourself. And it turned out that they were: Minions: The Rise of Gru ended up grossing more than the second Black Panther.

a group of women standing in the aisle of a movie theater, smiling and wearing pink. One of the women in front wears a t-shirt that says "Greta Gerwig."
Randall Bellows III for Alamo Drafthouse

The phenomenon repeated with Barbie, whose audiences bathed cinemas in seas of pink, and is recurring with The Eras Tour. (You can even see its echoes in the success of the anti-child-trafficking thriller Sound of Freedom, which encouraged its faith-based audience to fill theaters as a sign of support for the cause.) Swifties are planning meetups to swap friendship bracelets in the lobby, and tickets have become almost as hard to come by as the ones for the tour itself. We’ll undoubtedly see something similar when Beyoncé’s Renaissance movie opens on Dec. 1, although on a smaller scale.

That’s good news for exhibitors in the short term, but does it portend a future where theaters flourish but movies themselves are diminished? The surprise announcement of The Eras Tour’s release date wasn’t the only disruption to the system. Theaters that book Swift’s film have to agree to a host of unusual conditions, including a fixed ticket price—a brand-savvy $19.89, or $13.13 for children and seniors—and the fact that it can only be screened Thursdays through Sundays. (The Oriental Theatre is planning to fill the off-days with movies starring Swift’s exes.) Are Swift and Beyoncé establishing a new form of distribution, or is this the equivalent of when Radiohead did an end-run around the record companies in 2007 and released In Rainbows directly to their fans? As the joke went at the time, it was easy for anyone to follow in their footsteps. Step One: Be Radiohead.

One indication that this participatory form of moviegoing isn’t just for superstars and blockbuster sequels is Stop Making Sense. The 40th anniversary rerelease of the Talking Heads concert film recently became IMAX’s biggest live event screening ever, and screenings have been literally bringing moviegoers to their feet. “The audience was behaving to a large extent like they were at a concert,” says Rob Owen, an attorney who saw the film at Chicago’s Music Box Theatre. “People clapped when the performers told them to clap. They danced. There was a woman who was sitting behind me who was singing along to every song, which could have been really irritating, but it felt very much in the spirit of the thing.”

This isn’t traditional moviegoing behavior, but it’s not without precedent. The Milwaukee Film Festival, of which Ogburn is the artistic director, has shown Stop Making Sense nearly every year since its 30th anniversary in 2013, and the screenings have become an annual ritual, a chance for the sometimes-stoic film festival audience to let it all hang out. I was there in 2014, with Milwaukee native and Talking Head Jerry Harrison in attendance, and I remember a room packed with a thousand people reacting as if the band were right there on the stage in front of them. The festival even managed to throw a collective dance party during the years they were forced to hold the festival online. “I think it worked weirdly well in the virtual setting,” Ogburn says, “because it’s a movie you watch with your whole body.”

a person dances in the middle of a movie theater with their arms in the air, as the screen plays "Stop Making Sense."
Valerie Hill

Stop Making Sense is a unicorn among concert films, the product of a collaboration between the band and the director, Jonathan Demme (arguably the greatest concert-film director of all time), aimed at creating an experience that was both immediate and timeless. The settings and costumes deliberately avoided anything that would tie the movie too firmly to the time period, and although Demme shoots from the audience, he never trains the camera directly on the concertgoers themselves, preserving the feeling that you’re standing among them, watching a performance that’s happening, rather than one that already happened. That live quality is enhanced in the new version’s sound mix, Ogburn says (and she would know; she’s seen this version four times). “It has this unique factor where you can hear the ’80s audience clapping, and it sounds like it’s in the theater,” she says. “It really makes you feel, more than before, like you are there.”

For Walter Benjamin, movies were the first art form entirely characterized by its reproducibility. The Casablanca you see now is the same one your parents grew up with, the same one your great-grandchildren will have beamed directly into their occipital lobes. But a movie isn’t just an image on the screen. It’s what happens between that image and the people watching it, and moviegoers seem increasingly attuned to the idea that that particular interaction is worth seeking out. It’s why, last year, they paid to see Glass Onion, even though they knew it would be on Netflix in only a few weeks, and why they sold out screenings of the Indian blockbuster RRR for months after it was available on streaming. (RRR’s distributor, Variance Films, is also involved in the release of The Eras Tour.) In the case of RRR, many were coming to watch a spectacle they’d already seen once or more for the joy of sharing it with others, the way a crowd belts out every word of their favorite song. Not everyone who makes it to The Eras Tour will have been lucky or deep-pocketed enough to score tickets to an in-person concert, but even first-timers are likely to have consumed large chunks of the tour on social media, and they’ll have their crowd chants practiced to perfection.

These audiences aren’t the ones theaters are used to. Treating screenings of Stop Making Sense like a concert, Ogburn says, doesn’t just mean people are applauding and singing along. It also means they feel free to move around, even stepping out for a beer between songs. That’s good news for theaters, many of which make most of their money on concessions—although Ogburn does admit some irritation that so many Stop Making Sense viewers choose Tom Tom Club’s brief interlude as the occasion for their bathroom break—but it does require some adjustment, on the part of both cinemas and their audiences.

Some multiplexes found the behavior of GentleMinions so disruptive that they banned young people in suits altogether. But if theaters want to survive, they need to find a way to welcome this audience and facilitate this excitement. The reason The Eras Tour is only showing four days a week is that Swift wants every showtime to have the energy of a full house. There was a time when showing a movie like Barbie would have been anathema to any art house, but those who went with Barbenheimer’s flow were treated to their biggest weekend in years. (Barbie is now the highest-grossing movie in Alamo’s history, surpassing Avengers: Endgame.) And the effect doesn’t just apply to movies with millions of dollars in promotion behind them. Ogburn sees younger audiences especially warming to the idea that any movie can become an event, whether it’s Stop Making Sense or the 20th-anniversary rerelease of the Korean classic Oldboy, which drew flocks of “teens and twentysomethings.” In the post-lockdown world, people aren’t going to the movies as much, but when they do, it means more, and that might be the key to restoring the impression that moviegoing can be something special. “It is feeling a little more like going to a sporting event or a Broadway show,” Sampson says. “People are like, If I’m going to get up and get off the couch and go out and get a babysitter, I’m going to have fun with it.” Returning to the Music Box after the pandemic felt strange at first, admits Rob Owen, “But once that receded, it has been glorious to go back.”