El Capitan Theatre
Where Movies Remain Old-Fashioned Magic
The pipe organist has slowly, dramatically descended back into the floor and out of view, while two giant rodents scamper mischievously onstage, tugging at the soon-to-be-parted curtains. Our 3 1/2 year-old daughter shrieks not in horror, but with pure, exalted delight.
We’re back at Disney’s El Capitan Theatre. If only for a Sunday matinee, the Gershwin family is trading in our DVDs and streaming video for a day at the movies, relishing our proximity to old Hollywood glamour (we are only several decades and a 15-minute drive away from the glory …