Any time period before the internet I consider it to be the communication dark times, so the 30s is the same for me as the 70s and 80s.
Remember, i'm referring to getting info on movies.
Of course it was harder living in general in the earlier to mid decades of the 20th century in comparison to the 70s and 80s that's for certain but for the most part anytime before the internet the only way to get movie info was thru magazines (famous monsters then starlog then fangoria).
Let me tell ya Josh, yes i'm a semi old fart for starters but I wouldn't trade in my movie going life experiences for anything!
Even just going to find the unrated Day of the Dead in a movie theater was an exhilarating and thrilling experience.
Words alone can't describe seeing these movies on initial release in a theater, and I did:
SW
Raiders
Indy Temple of Doom
Superman 1 and 2
Batman 89
Halloween 2
The Thing
Friday the 13th
Conan
Die Hard
Prom Night
Predator
Terminator
The Road Warrior
ET
Close Encounters
American Werewolf in London
Fright Night
Day of the Dead
Reanimator
Star Trek Wrath of Khan
And much more!
Yet, here I am today, a huge geek that just had an experience like no other, one that rivals my early geek days I just described.
I just watched the Pod Race with my 3 yr old son in a 5.1 home theater with 2 very powerful subwoofers and a huge screen, and him standing in the middle of the room jumping up and down and pumping his fists in the air and yelling "YES!" when little Anakin fixed his loose power coupling!
He even knows how to use an Ipad 2!
Life is simply amazing, if I only had these items when I was a kid!
Today I can just order a bluray on Amazon of any movie I want
Remember when VHS of movies cost $100 to own
We all loved Starlog back in the day, but my real favorites growing up were the magazines like Cinefex and CineMagic (and occasionally Fangora). They covered the behind the scenes craftwork of filmaking and SFX. I still have a ton of early Cinefex (a much better magazine in it's early days) covering Tron, Dragonslayer, BladeRunner...
I also loved Cinefatastic. I still have a bunch of those.
I was 14 when I figured out the corner Kwik Shop didn't give a crap how old I was when I started buying Playboy and Penthouse.
I was pissed about the Blu-ray changes until I got my 720p copies of the original versions. He can do whatever the Hell he wants now.
Just a very few pics of my fan club stuff. It would take way too long to photograph everything.
On a somewhat related note; when I was around 5 I won a Yoda belt buckle from the (I think) Star Wars Fanclub for reading. Still have the buckle and contest information, although its a bit worn from me wearing it.
I think that's why Star Wars is so special to me. You can have people piss and moan about Lucas and his ridiculous changes, but I'd rather remember what it was like to be a kid living and breathing Star Wars. I don't want to be some old bitter guy who sits at his computer shaking his fist at Lucas about things he can't change.
That's the single best way I've ever heard it put, Batty.
Nothing can take away that feeling of wonder that Star Wars gave us as children. Back when there was no back story for each and every cantina denizen, other than the ones you could make up inside of your own head.
That's the single best way I've ever heard it put, Batty.
Nothing can take away that feeling of wonder that Star Wars gave us as children. Back when there was no back story for each and every cantina denizen, other than the ones you could make up inside of your own head.
That's the single best way I've ever heard it put, Batty.
Nothing can take away that feeling of wonder that Star Wars gave us as children. Back when there was no back story for each and every cantina denizen, other than the ones you could make up inside of your own head.
I prefer the time when I didn't know what the Clone Wars was, when you had to picture what the "lava planet" or the "Imperial City" would look like. When you had to fill in the gaps yourself. Wondering what Boba Fett and the Stormtroopers looked like without their masks. A little mystery goes a long way...
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