The building we shot the film at is actually a historical landmark which was originally a movie palace known as Grauman's Imperial Theater built in 1912, then after a change in ownership, became the United Artists Theatre in 1931, which showed first run films. As the times changed and the neighborhood declined, it became an adult movie theater called the Market Street Cinema in 1972, and ultimately became a strip club. The gentleman’s club that operated there until just earlier this year, only took up a portion of the building and the rest of the theater, which is off limits to the public, is a horror filmmaker’s dream.
Charles and I spoke on the phone a few times before I was to arrive for my first day of shooting, but again, I didn’t want to go into what I had picked up from the photos he had given me until I was actually there doing the reading. What I had seen when looking at and handling the photos was tragic. I instantly felt the anguish and horror of hundreds of individuals. I felt and saw two separate major fires that killed an untold amount of people. I know the first fire I picked up so strongly on was the San Francisco fires of 1906 which took place before the construction of the building, but that whole area, including the ground that the theater sits upon, still holds all the emotion of that tragic event. I also picked up from the photos that there had been a large fire in the theater itself which resulted in the deaths of many people, but I haven’t been able to find any evidence of that. It seemed that those old photos were giving me a view into the early history of the San Francisco area, including the wandering of hundreds of souls, having their graves dug up and their bodies taken away from their resting places. I told Charles’ wife, Edwina, of my visions and she told me that virtually all the cemeteries had indeed been removed from the city of San Francisco. The relocation of the “Big Four” cemeteries, Odd Fellows', Masonic, Laurel Hill, and Calvary, took place between the early 1930’s and 1947, with the vast majority of the bodies being moved to mass gravesites in Colma, a small town known as "The City of Souls", just a few miles south of San Francisco. And while my visions regarding this seemingly has nothing to do with the Market Street Cinema itself, still that is what I was “seeing” when holding the photos.
When it finally came time for my “walk through” of the theater, there were a handful of key spots that had my psychic radar going crazy. I picked up on several tragic events, including the overdose of a performer in one of the upstairs apartments, the gruesome death of a janitor in the basement, the enraged spirit of a murdered dancer, the presence of a vortex located above the center of the original theater stage, and the fire which I previously saw. When we were done with shooting the reading portion, Charles asked me if I was just making up the part about the presence of a vortex. I assured him I was not. I truly could see the vortex, with my mind’s eye that is, and I could definitely feel it. It is a portal where spirits travel between this world and the spirit world. And it is open.
If you are feeling adventurous enough, you might want to check out The G-String Horror. Look past the horror film part of it and you just might feel the presence of the spirits that reside there for yourself. They are restless and they’re ready to party!