CONTEST: Tell us your Greatest Home Theater Moment Ever and enter to win a $100 gift card to Amazon!
For our latest contest, we thought it would be a great idea for you to share the defining moment in your home theater’s history. This would be the moment when all the planets aligned: when set, setting, company, and content all came together to create your most memorable experience.
Ideally, try to describe what made this moment meaningful to you personally – a moment when all the time, money, and effort you put into your home theater to create the perfect viewing experience was instantly justified. It could be triggered by synchronicity or pure coincidence, but we’ve all experienced those times when for a moment, everything was just exactly perfect. We want to hear them.
Because it’s moments like this that make it all worth it.
We will choose a winner from all entries submitted in this thread until 11:59:59 PM PT, Thursday, August 30, 2012.
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I was so excited that someone so well respected in the audio field would consider visiting my country home! I chose the Roy Orbison "Black & White" as the demo DVD. Mr Vandersteen and Robert Taylor and seemed quite pleased with my demo, despite it being a good 7.2 sound system instead of the usual (in their world) 2-channel. All in all, it was a great experience for all involved.
The point, the process itself was the greatest moment.
As with most, it's a journey of personal satisfaction with an amplifier/pre-pro upgrade to come.........as money becomes available.
That time when I, after a night of drinking with friends, apparently went on Amazon and ordered a 52-inch Bravia. Best mistake I ever made. That thing coupled with my existing surround sound system made me the happiest man alive.
Prior to that, the time when I rigged up 10 speakers in my parents' den, including 4 surround sound speakers attached to the ceiling, and properly tested it out with Die Hard 3.
I had a 65” DLP, PS3 and a $150 HTiB, and I was ok with it. I came across a forum online to research blu-ray movies. I made the mistake of seeing what else was available with the forum. I was told about how great HD audio was, and someone suggested an Onkyo 605.
When I heard DTS-HD Master Audio, I was speechless, and just loved it.
It was by far the greatest and again, the worst beginning, because I have been spending money ever since!
I'm broke! ! !
I think I fainted. I don't have proof though.
You'll rarely hear anyone say, "I wish I'd gotten less Sub."
$ubwoofer$ and premium mango tree cultivar$
So many projectors so little time.
I had setup my home theater 4 years before in the large basement room of my home. Over that time I had upgraded both equipment and room furnishings, constructing many of those furnishings myself; a carpeted stage for my front speakers , a bar counter for second-row seating, media shelves, and even a keg refrigerator I converted from an upright freezer. The room had wall to wall carpeting, curtains on either side of the screen, reclining sofa, and a nice snack bar area in the back leg of the L-shaped room. I thought I had a fairly nice, cozy setup for hosting my regularly scheduled Monthly Movie Nights, held on the first Thursday and Saturday nights of each month for up to ten friends and family members each night. Then, “Flood Lee” struck on September 7, 2011.
Over 10 inches of rain fell that day and overnight, on top of 5 or 6 inches from the previous few days. All that water ran down the large hill in my backyard and pooled up behind the house, until it began to overflow the foundation walls, pouring down behind the paneling in my basement like a rushing waterfall… water was running across the carpeted floor as I scrambled to move valuable items up off the floor, piling them on top of counters and desks or carting them upstairs and stacked up in my living room and dining room. Exhausted, I finally gave up around 3 AM and went to bed, dreading what I would find the next morning.
I awoke to 2” of water covering the entire basement floor. The only reason it didn’t get any deeper was because the garage is located under the house, so all the water was flowing out the doorway into the garage, and pouring down the drain in the middle of the garage floor. That drain ran for two days straight. The carpet and padding in the theater room were saturated, and the baseboards and paneled walls sucked up the water like a wick and proceeded to warp in big waves. I spent the next two days sweeping and vacuuming as much water as I could. All the carpeting, baseboards, and warped wall panels had to be ripped out and tossed into a big roll-off dumpster I had placed in my driveway. After two weeks of drying out with fans, reconstruction began – all completed myself, with some assistance from my mother and a neighbor.
The most horrid work was scraping and sanding 4 layers of massively loose, peeling paint off the concrete floor, which had been on the floor long before carpeting was added. For two more weeks we used sidewalk ice scrapers, sharpened to a razor’s edge on a grinding wheel, to scrape the paint off the floor so new flooring could be installed. I decided to lay commercial vinyl composite tile instead of carpeting, and I replaced all the damaged wall panels and repainted the walls in the entire basement. I installed 4 new 20 amp electrical circuits for power and lighting, seven wall columns with light sconces, and vinyl baseboards which would not absorb water in the future. I also upgraded my projector to a new 3D model – I figured since I spent thousands of dollars on materials for all the repairs, what's a few more thousand for a nice 3D projector?!
After 6 long months of spending almost every evening and weekend in my basement constructing and installing, I was finally rewarded with what is now a much more attractive theater than I had before the flood. Tropical Storm Lee actually gave me the incentive to complete a lot of the projects I had put off for quite a few years, so the devastation of my theater room was actually a big blessing in disguise… That's why I will call it my greatest home theater moment - it was the greatest disaster but also the greatest blessing!
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That's my greatest home theater moment. I remains fresh in my memory as if it were yesterday. I think it will forever.
It was absolutely hilarious but....it was the first time they had been exposed to good hometheater with regard to both crisp video as well as rib-shaking audio assaulting the senses from all directions. My poor father looked like he was plastered to the recliner as he had never ever ever heard or felt the rumbling of a subwoofer.
Going forward my house became the central location for "first" with regard to seeing Hi-def tv, bluray, hdDVD etc etc....
For what its worth, the gear at that time was simply:
-Sony 35" XBR crt
-Pioneer BUDGET 5.1 avr
-Toshiba 2nd generation flagship dvd player
-JBL bookshelfs and 12"sub
Love for all things Hi-def...Losing count; 200 plus bluray, 500 plus dvd, 30 plus HDdvd and a rapidly growing 50 plus in the cloud.
So when I held a party for several friends from work I was pleased when they all murmured words of approval as they saw the lobby, got their drinks and snacks from the snack bar, then settled in to the theater to watch "The Matrix."
At then end, one friend, a man with a cutting and acerbic wit and never afraid to say exactly what he was thinking said, "That was the finest experience I might have ever had in a movie theater."
That was the moment that I knew that I'd done good. I loved the theater, but it was clear to everyone that this wasn't just watching TV. They know understood that home theater was something completely different, desirable, and worth working towards. My boss immediately began planning his own home theater and the others were always looking for an invite. When we played poker, many were happy to lose out so that they could adjourn to the "Loser Lounge" and pick a movie while the rest of us played.
It's always a pleasure for me and my family to settle into the theater for a movie, but when I can share it with friends it's a special pleasure.
Having completed the room and hanging the 125" diagonal screen, mounting the projector, finally setting my wife down to watch a movie for the first time. It was when the glorious large image with full 7.2 surround sound that my wife finally said "OK now I get it". Now we have a long list of friends (hers mostly) that have to come over and watch a movie in our basement.
My first 5.1 was a cheap Polk Monitor setup I pieced together off eBay. I set it up on a Sunday and had a buddy come over to watch football. The crowd cheering was all around us now, which was great as expected, but what really surprised us were the audio effects accompanying on-screen graphics. That was only the first example of hearing little things I didn't even know were there. What makes me giddy even to this day aren't the large-scale effects and SPL, but the little details in movies and TV shows that I'd otherwise miss. And when it came time to upgrade I had no problem selling the Polks to that buddy.
it also made everyone in the room want to go join the navy seals.
I popped the disc into the player, turned on the TV, and cranked up my 5.1 surround system to the highest level.
IT WAS AWESOME! The first scene of the Joker's bank heist lit up the screen with crystal-clear IMAX quality images, filled with loud gunshots and explosions that literally shook the walls to their foundation!
I can't wait until "The Dark Knight Rises" is released on Blu-Ray in December. It'll be a must buy for me!
From reclaiming the square footage of my basement from ten years of “Hoarders” clutter/storage, to cutting and nailing every framing stud, to hauling every sheet of drywall, to slathering every roller of paint… It was all me. No help from the missus. Buddies kept promising to help me with the heavy work, but always ditched at the last minute.
From the technical “I’m going to really do this” starting day until yesterday when the carpet guy did his thing, it has been two years and two months. I found a theater build on AVS from a photographer in Detroit named Stenbro (since deleted). I modeled my build after his.
The two years and two months includes the time it took me to hold three garage sales to clear out the clutter. I had to build two storage closets first, just to shift all my wife’s “antiques” and catering supplies away from my build area. (I still had to build the walls around an embarrassing amount of clutter, shifting it from side-to-side as each new framed wall tilted into place.)
Finances were tight and I’d stop-and-start, stop-and-start as the budget allowed. Two hundred dollars worth of lumber and drywall one payday and zero the next. Somehow I eeked it out. I slowly accumulated every electronic component as a refurb, or a Craigslist steal, or the clearance rack at Best Buy.
Somewhere along the years, my wife stole my Stenbro paint schema (Windsor Blue) for three other rooms in the house. When it came time to paint the theater, the family turned their collective noses up at a fourth Windsor Blue room. My wife kept saying a theater should be red. She picked a red (Apple Polish). It was awful. It was awful before I saw it paired with the black ceiling and realized my precious theater had been painted the exact colors of my high school sports teams. I was embarrassed.
But worse, the paint, the good Behr Primer Plus paint, was absolute fecal matter. FIVE coats and I was still getting roller streaks and seeing white stipple patches of primer through the paint. (Yes, I was stirring it.)
All that work. All that effort. All that money. My theater looked like complete amateur crap.
I was so depressed. I hated the theater and avoided going near it because every time I stepped inside I just wanted to bang my head on the ugly walls.. I hated myself. I was angry at my wife, blaming her for screwing up my paint plans and gorking up my project.
My wife walked through the theater, noting all my complaints and nodding. “Which roller did you use? That one? The ninety-nine cent roller? Really? How many times? Every time? I think I know how to fix your problem. Go drink a beer. I’m going to run to the hardware store.”
She bought some quality painting supplies. She singlehandedly repainted the walls, ceiling, stage, and trim. The next time I walked into the theater I swooned. Amazing. It was perfect. The paint was perfect. Without all the streaky roller marks, the color scheme seemed perfect for the first time. My missus repainted the riser fronts and stage accents and baseboards and crown molding and door with a dark grey accent paint that tied the red and black together impeccably.
My depression lifted. Angels sang. Finally it was right. Finally it was done. Finally I was proud.
It’s hard to ask for help, but man, it made all the difference. When my wife talks to her friends and family she keeps referring to it as “the theater we built.” Fair enough. But for one eight hour intervention, it wouldn’t be the same theater.