One of the world’s great screens: Leather seats are softer and deeper than anything you have at home, and each one is equipped with a footstool, table, and a wine basket—it’s a luxurious, romantic way to pass a few hours. The bar in the back of the house sells everything you need, from crudites to booze, and downstairs is a barrel-roofed French-American diner. Meanwhile, the films, which change daily, hop between first-run and well-received art house movies—nothing too obscure. Shockingly, this place stood derelict from 1993 to 2001, and only a fierce campaign saved it. Now it’s run by the exclusive Soho House, which opened a private club here.