There are few situations in the arts world more communal and welcoming than the midnight movie crowd, and though it’s nice to have the convenience of modernity most of the time, sometimes you just need to get out and shout lines of dialogue along with a roomful of like-minded aficionados, and maybe throw things. All of which is to say that if you live in Las Vegas and aren’t going to William Powell’s Sci-Fi Center for his Saturday night sci-fi/horror/blaxploitation/J-horror screenings at least once in awhile, you should probably work on that. (FULL ARTICLE, John Przybys, Las Vegas Review-Journal)