Jules locked the door at 6 AM. He left a single VHS tape on the counter, unlabeled. No one knows what was on it. Palace Video is gone now. The building is a Pret a Manger. But every so often, a certain kind of Londoner—too young to have been there—will find a grainy, unmarked tape at a car boot sale. Or hear a rumor of a password from 1985 that still works somewhere.
And they’ll feel it: the ghost of a time when entertainment was dangerous, lifestyle was an art form, and a VHS was not a product but a . Pussy Palace 1985 Video
The last night was November 30, 1985. They played The Wizard of Oz synced to Dark Side of the Moon —and then a final, silent film: Man with a Movie Camera (1929). No dialogue. Just life. Jules locked the door at 6 AM
That was Palace in ’85: Part Five: The Fall Of course, it couldn’t last. By autumn, the tax man came sniffing. A rival shop called “Visions” opened down the street—clean, legal, boring. And the new Video Recordings Act 1984 meant Jules’s bootlegs were now felonies. Palace Video is gone now
Inside, the air tasted of cigarette smoke, warm VHS tape, and patchouli. The year was 1985, and while London’s West End glittered with yuppies and Duran Duran posters, Palace was something else: a .