Personally speaking, I think it might be fair to say that I am a bit of a film buff. Or perhaps film buff is wrong, I do not at all pretend to possess some immense volume of knowledge about films and the cinematographic arts. Oh no, no lofty airy fairy airs and graces here, to be sure. What I mean to say and what I would attest to is being a great lover of film and video. I remember when I was a lad the first video stores started to appear. My family happened to be one of the first homes to have a video recorder and player in the neighbourhood. This resulted in my friends and I often getting together and clubbbing some money together to rent a video. It was the early stages and some of the films on offer in our local video store were not quite impressive by any standards.
In fact, there were some memorable turkeys that we sometimes ended up with. I remember with suitable horror a veritable nightmare with the less than magical title Driller Killer. This was the story about a driller killer (oh yeah one of those..) who lived one floor up from a punk band. The film was a series of shots of the driller killer killing with his drill interspersed with scenes of this atrocious punk band rehearsing downstairs. It was remarkable in that it was so incredibly abysmal. It must has set some sort of anti-esthetic world record in cinema.
I'm sure you would be treated to something altogether more uplifting at Video Production Austin TX , you can be sure. But, even though those early film experiences were a bit touch and go, they did instill a love of the way you can watch a film and just escape the mundane for a few hours. Often I would stay up late at the family home and watch these rather unusual Italian films on an arty tv channel. I will never forget my impressions after seeing Amarcord for the very first time. Memorable, and then some, that is how you can describe those magical moments.
In fact, there were some memorable turkeys that we sometimes ended up with. I remember with suitable horror a veritable nightmare with the less than magical title Driller Killer. This was the story about a driller killer (oh yeah one of those..) who lived one floor up from a punk band. The film was a series of shots of the driller killer killing with his drill interspersed with scenes of this atrocious punk band rehearsing downstairs. It was remarkable in that it was so incredibly abysmal. It must has set some sort of anti-esthetic world record in cinema.
I'm sure you would be treated to something altogether more uplifting at Video Production Austin TX , you can be sure. But, even though those early film experiences were a bit touch and go, they did instill a love of the way you can watch a film and just escape the mundane for a few hours. Often I would stay up late at the family home and watch these rather unusual Italian films on an arty tv channel. I will never forget my impressions after seeing Amarcord for the very first time. Memorable, and then some, that is how you can describe those magical moments.
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