Reel Film
scarlet st.
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Corny, I know.
When my father died, he left a basement full of odds and ends. Roughly half of the odds were books, and about half of the ends were old 16mm films. Sure, I'd grown up watching some of these movies on the projector, but for the most part I saw them on Turner Classic Movies or on VHS and then DVD as time progressed. Sadly, I was about a year or so too young to take my father's film class, let alone appreciate it.
Well, nostalgia wraps its nasty clutches around us all, so when I accidentally drank too much dry cough syrup for this stupid cold, I got it into my mind that I should unearth these things. It might be because I was walking on the goddamn moon at the time I took this photo, but I still think it's funny as hell that a projector would use its own unique method of film storage for its power cord:
Projectionists are unbelievable.
Anyway, I moved on, and found this amazing antique projector from the days when men were men and women didn't go to real universities:
I love art deco. I think it should make a huge come back, honestly.
But the best part is that the most up-to-date reel projector we own, thanks to my late father, is actually a projector that belonged to my old high school. My guess is he nabbed it when they moved to VHS. He used this projector at the occasional Sons of the Desert meeting where my father and his friends would get together and watch old Laurel and Hardy movies, so now I'm using it to remember him.
After a half an hour or so of fiddling with my mechanical intuition and aptitude, I got the projector working and grabbed the nearest reel to test. She works!
So now I have some working projectors, a white-washed wall of the house, and a basement full of 16mm film reels. Scarlet Blvd. and I have decided that we are going to watch one of these old films a week (or day, depending on how hooked we get).
The first is... (drum roll, faggots)
Directed by Frank Lloyd and starring Charles Laughton and Clark motherfucking Gable.
It doesn't get much better than this. These are reel films, and this is the golden age of cinema. Get your movie on, people of SE++.
I decree it to be Classic Film Appreciation... Time... Yeah whatever, talk about bullshit new movies if you want, but all the cool kids are gonna be talkin' about Cary Grant and Lon Chaney, Jr. Nicholas Cage ain't got shit on the 40s.
And blvd. and I will be back every week (or day) with a new Reel Film to talk about. I think it'll help keep us on track. On track to win.
When my father died, he left a basement full of odds and ends. Roughly half of the odds were books, and about half of the ends were old 16mm films. Sure, I'd grown up watching some of these movies on the projector, but for the most part I saw them on Turner Classic Movies or on VHS and then DVD as time progressed. Sadly, I was about a year or so too young to take my father's film class, let alone appreciate it.
Well, nostalgia wraps its nasty clutches around us all, so when I accidentally drank too much dry cough syrup for this stupid cold, I got it into my mind that I should unearth these things. It might be because I was walking on the goddamn moon at the time I took this photo, but I still think it's funny as hell that a projector would use its own unique method of film storage for its power cord:
Projectionists are unbelievable.
Anyway, I moved on, and found this amazing antique projector from the days when men were men and women didn't go to real universities:
I love art deco. I think it should make a huge come back, honestly.
But the best part is that the most up-to-date reel projector we own, thanks to my late father, is actually a projector that belonged to my old high school. My guess is he nabbed it when they moved to VHS. He used this projector at the occasional Sons of the Desert meeting where my father and his friends would get together and watch old Laurel and Hardy movies, so now I'm using it to remember him.
After a half an hour or so of fiddling with my mechanical intuition and aptitude, I got the projector working and grabbed the nearest reel to test. She works!
So now I have some working projectors, a white-washed wall of the house, and a basement full of 16mm film reels. Scarlet Blvd. and I have decided that we are going to watch one of these old films a week (or day, depending on how hooked we get).
The first is... (drum roll, faggots)
Directed by Frank Lloyd and starring Charles Laughton and Clark motherfucking Gable.
It doesn't get much better than this. These are reel films, and this is the golden age of cinema. Get your movie on, people of SE++.
I decree it to be Classic Film Appreciation... Time... Yeah whatever, talk about bullshit new movies if you want, but all the cool kids are gonna be talkin' about Cary Grant and Lon Chaney, Jr. Nicholas Cage ain't got shit on the 40s.
And blvd. and I will be back every week (or day) with a new Reel Film to talk about. I think it'll help keep us on track. On track to win.
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I'm still so fucking impressed with how they managed to add sound to these things
Or was there a fourth?
Satans..... hints.....
Three of us, but Ave. married a girl so I guess she's like a sister.
I have this on DVD, but I will let you know if I come across a reel of it.
What is it when all three of us fuck something to death
boooo
Nothing is better than good ol projected film.
So fucking good. I couldn't believe how good this movie was and how so much of it holds up. Kambei Shimada bitches!!!
No man should have that kind of power.(Twitter)
All the hipsters only buying film reels and laughing derisively at the poor fools who only watch DVDs and Blu-Rays
Also goddamn this cough medicine is making me woozy
God yess!
hi5!
My favorite part:
No man should have that kind of power.(Twitter)
And, it bares pointing out that, yes, Seven Samurai is the greatest goddamn film ever made.
It's perfect. It's completely perfect in every aspect.
I mean, you'd still have to ship the thing over on your own dime, but at least then you'd have grenades.
okay fuck bringing this to Europe.