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Long Live the Video Store

Continuing on from the blast from the past theme. (For those who don’t know)Yes, it’s a video rental store. I saw this yesterday in a small seaside town in Kent, Broadstairs. So rare now. 

There was always something about looking at the covers and making your choices. On Demand is great but there was something tactile even personal about video/DVD stores. Those boxes on the shelf when I was kid like Assault on Precinct 13, Matewan , Scarface, or The Deerhunter were a great start on the way to film and filmmaking. 

It’s amazing how early choices can have so much of an impact on life and career.

Long live the Video store and let’s not even talk about the bookstore.   

Film Kids

On the Shelf

On the Shelf

Not sure about ownership of my films anymore. They all seem to get mixed in with the kids’ films and then taken out and put somewhere else. In my house a special stacking style has taken hold. That is when they make it to a stack.

I’ve been fighting against my urge to record multiple films from the numerous channels that magically appear on my dvd recorder and television’s built in tuners. And then there’s the cable channels where something you’ve heard of or have always wanted to see pops up.

The trouble is I can spend so much time recording that I never have time to watch as there’s always a dvd recording something. Think I’ll take a week off from recording and fight that urge to record that obscure Japanese  film or some Chicago based comedy that I’m sure the kids would love.

Of course there’s always the radio…


X-Ray but no Specs

X- Ray but no Specs

I hadn’t had an X-ray done in years, and was amazed how much I’d changed.
Of course, when you’re sitting there you start to wonder about radiation poisoning, fertility, and other such cheery subjects.
How many X-rays are too many? Should I now avoid the dentist lest he insist?

So what better excuse than to re-watch Hitchcock’s “Rear Window”. I hobbled through a shopping centre on a Saturday and actually found a HMV that was still open. What will we do when they’ve all gone? Those impulse buys won’t be quite the same no matter how fast your fibre-optic that still has those buffering moments when you least expect them. You know those times when you want to watch something as does everybody else. Those times from around five in the afternoon up till about midnight.

So I stuck in “Rear Window” and expected my kids to make a quick exit. But they stuck it out and even seemed to enjoy it. The suspense seemed to be done in just the right way as to induce an element of peril with anticipation. Perhaps, I’ll push my luck and try “North by Northwest” or stick with the Grace Kelly theme and try “Dial M for Murder”.


Mät’s Left Ankle

Mät's Ankle

Went for an early evening run and didn’t count on an idiot parking on the pavement. I ran round  the car as the pavement was completely blocked.  Next thing I’m on the ground with a broken ankle. This was just after it happened. I , of course, thought it was sprained: eternal optimist that I am.

Three days later I’m at the hospital having an X-ray. Amazing how far you can hobble with a broken ankle. All happened just in time for Christmas shopping.  No not quite Christimas Eve but a week before…

Just in time to get the Radio Times out and start planning my viewing. Then again there’s all those films that have sat on my shelves just waiting to be watched.

I had no excuse to avoid the Max Ophuls that I’d bought earlier in the year. I started with Le Plaisir and even had time to watch the extras.