Film For Good Dog. Some way out from the centre of Glasgow, a bus or metro ride away, this unusually has a timeline on the wall which describes Odeon's presence in the city, Which began on Renfield Street in 1934. It's a history of the enshittification of cinema architecture and (possibly) photography from the beautiful to the functional.
Summer of the Seventeenth Doll (1959) is a real film. It was a critical and commercial failure (which is probably why you don't hear much about it now). Film Ink rake over the ashes here. I really miss proper billings on the front of cinemas telling you what you'll find playing inside. These days you either have to have an app or squint at a tiny screen behind the refreshment stand as you can see there was some overlap of about ten years between the two cinemas before the Renfield Street shuttered in 2006. It's quite strange from this distance to see the 80's Odeon logo atop the current building.
Either way it's a pretty standard Luxe affair which prioritises smaller audiences in more upscale comfort and having spent much of the day getting to Glasgow and visiting the cathedral, reader, I fell asleep. Fortunately, Good Dog is not a complex film, mostly consisting of the titular canine looking slightly perturbed towards the corners of its owner's house so even though I missed a good fifteen minutes, I caught up pretty sharpish for the finale. As I gathered my things, the man sitting behind me said, "Bag of shite" in a broad Scottish accent, which is presumably what the filmmakers had to collect a lot of during production.