One of my favourite teenage memories is hanging out in the local video club. Featuring: VHS cassettes on white wire grid shelves, 90's snacks on sale (salt sticks and peanut puffs), and pubescent film geeks behind the counter. In comparison, Netflix's website really is no experience at all.
|This will be me soon, watching 3 films a day.|
From Federico Fellini's "Roma", possibly the best film ever.
Luckily vidéothèques are not dead, and this post is no nostalgic epitaph. Thanks to the film shop on Stoke Newington Church Street. I stumbled into this jewel by accident the other day, and became a member within a minute. At my unlimited and physical disposal now: world cinema from all eras, new releases, and middle-aged boho buffs at the counter (decent). I have some of my adolescence back. And Autumn can come.
Federico Fellini, Roma (1972) - Church Fashion Show
|Surrealist scenes in Wojciech Has' "Hour-glass Sanatorium" (1973).|