It has survived South Africa’s apartheid censors and political boycotts, but going digital is the Labia film theatre’s biggest challenge yet.

The cliché most often attached to the Labia is that walking into its dark interior is like “stepping into a bygone era”. The experience is certainly nothing like the slick, soulless operations of the major multiplexes. Tickets are purchased from an old wooden booth. A bar will serve you a beer or glass of wine to take inside one of the cinema’s four screens. Most of the staff have been clipping tickets and loading up projection reels here for well over two decades.
The seats could be more comfortable; the sound quality more distinct. But the Labia’s patrons overlook these aspects in favour of the slightly…
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