There are films, often adaptations of big mid-century novels, often little seen cult items from countries that hardly exist anymore, which I’ll spend inordinate amounts of time Googling, often in the middle of the night, for no discernible reason other than my obsession and insomnia. You see, for this humble author it’s always been the truly long lost films, the ones that got away from the culture in a big, bold, utterly forgotten way, neglected by the studio, mishandled by the archivist, bombed by the Nazis - these are the things that still make me most excited to go to a festival, or a rep house or someone’s basement who just happens to be clicking on a rogue URL, beamed into their flatscreen, which will deliver a tiny sliver of forgotten cinema to us. I haven’t watched a VHS tape in nearly four years.
Just demand: let me watch this (hint, hint). Perhaps that DVD of an oddly artful B horror film from the ’70s that went out of print in 1996 and has never returned, but piracy has gotten so advanced now, surely you can find a stream of that same film, made from one of those DVDs you so covet, if you know where to look. The DVD has only been around 17, 18 years - what could possibly count as rare, even? Is there such a thing? Who needs rare DVDs anyway? Not suckers with Netflix streaming or HuluPlus accounts. Do you know anyone who truly fetishizes out-of-print books, because I don’t. I stopped collecting comic books years ago, and I was never much of a vinyl person. A Fan's Notes, Adaptation, cult movies, Frederick Exley, memoir, YouTube
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