I miss the documentaries too. And when I was a kid, they had Saturday matinees. For about a quarter we got to see a serial, a short, about an hour or two of cartoons, and then usually a low grade western. Good times. I don't attend movies anymore, too expensive, people always talking, the floor is 'always' sticky, snacks are priced sky-high, and it seems always have to go to the bathroom and miss an exciting part. Now I just watch at home, where I can pause when need be. Miss those days, but am happier with these days.
"It ain't what you're told, it's what you know." - Granny Weatherwax
Gather the villagers, pitchforks, torches; we march at dusk!
Some days, the supply of available curse words is insufficient to meet my demands.
.....Call me a craftsman, artisan, or artistic, and I will accept that. Call me an artist and you will likely get a quite rude comment in return. I am not a @#$%ing artist.