Batcave Home Theater
An anonymous reader noted a fun follow up to the Star Trek Home Theater we disussed not that long ago. "A retired naturalist thought that her cellar would be a great Batcave, and transformed it into the ultimate home theater. That's right, a Batcave themed home theater created by New Hampshire-based installer DC Audio Video Systems. The set-up includes prop bats which hang from above, a motorized 110 16:9 Stewart Electriscreen, Triad Silver THX Speakers, and a Sony G90, a $36,000 commercial 1080p 2500 x 2000 CRT projector. The room also features eight black, motorized leather recliners and a LiteTouch LC5000 System for Lighting Control." Update 18:16 GMT by SM: updated link to the original story.
While it certainly looks like a cave, I can't really see anything bat-like about it. Not Bat-computers or Bat-insignia or anything. Still interesting though, in an armchair geologist or spray-foam aficionado sort of way.
Besides, there's no big penny! A Batcave without a big penny is no Batcave at all.
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Very pretty, but I don't see how this would add value to a house. Try to sell a home with this fitted and you seriously limit the number of potential buyers. A well put together, neat, and uncluttered home theater is likely to be a greater selling point.
Is I a killjoy? Probably, Should I have my slashdot karma revoked in a fit of outrage? Reckon.
But still, these things are important, especially now.
The projection system is front-projection (you can see the projector between the front row seats in one of the photos), yet in the picture with the curtain half raised the picture is only visible on the exposed part of the screen--there's no hint of it on the curtain itself. I would think that would only be possible with a rear projector?
a $50,000+ setup and he doesn't even have a 2.35 aspect screen with a panamorph lens?
Compared to a houseful of Playboy models (with regular updates too), any other house improvement is just... pathetic.
How about a houseful of women who are actually attractive? Those Playboy chicks never fail to resemble the trunkful of battered Barbies at the secondhand shop.