Brooklyn’s Film Night Rolls in Red Hook

Red Hook screened last night with Brooklyn’s Film Night, framing NYC’s spring at a pier bar. Curator Jay Patel rolled *Moonstruck* as 200 watched, a $10 ticket bash of reels. It’s borough takes—pure BK vibe, screens hot. A kid gaped at Cher; a pro quoted lines. ‘Brooklyn films—this is it,’ Patel says, dimming lights. The room turned cinema.

The night’s fresh—April 1’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing stools by 7 p.m. Patel’s a Gowanus cinephile; last night’s crowd hit max—projectors hummed. A latecomer nabbed a seat; popcorn crunched—NYC grit glowed. Runs one night—stories ruled. #BKFilm trended; Queens wants a reel.

Some griped—’Too loud,’ sniped a newbie, dodging sound. Space pinched—latecomers stood; tales held. A rival’s pitching a Williamsburg screen, splitting frames. Still, 300 stayed—reels reigned. Red Hook’s never rolled so bold.

Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a Q&A if spring bites. ‘NYC’s lens—this frames it,’ he says, packing reels. The night’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets art. It’s a film rush; catch the next. Bring a chair—takes call.