THIS MONTH
AS I WROTE this letter, it was just days since Boris Johnson stood in front of the country (for the love of God, run a comb through it!) and gave us a date for cinemas reopening. Well, a date we’re aiming for, anyway: 17 May. A potentially monumental day when, after a year of closures — save for screens bursting into life briefly between lockdowns — their doors will open again. I personally was last in the cinema in December, the night before they’d been mandated to close once more. I saw Batman Returns and knew this would be the last encounter between the screen and myself for a while. I’ve spent much of the months inbetween missing it, even mourning it, but while we might not have had big…