You say you saw 2001: A Space Odyssey before? Bullshit. You haven’t really seen Kubrick’s sci-fi mindfuck until you’ve gawked at a new 70 millimeter print on the Cinerama’s gigantic screen. 2001’s scope—from the dawn of man to the, er, far-flung (and CGI-free) future to something beyond all that—is an experience you can’t take in on a shitty dorm TV through a cloud of smoke. You have to soak your eyes in Cinerama’s mammoth wall of color and light to begin to understand why it’s one of the five best movies of all time. (Cinerama, 2100 Fourth Ave, 448-6680, 5:30 and 9:30 pm, $20)