So I picked up my, uh, “situationship” (cuz the word “girlfriend” is just kinda ugh) and met up with our friends: fellow movie blogger, Angela (from The Late-Night Picture Show), and her husband. Naturally we had to go to support the coolest video place ever. And some local brewmasters. And in the interest of journalism.
It didn’t hurt that I ended up winning the movie trivia contest (with Angela coming in a close second). I missed two questions. I couldn’t identify a movie still from Umberto D, and I didn’t know Lars Von Trier does not have his own director’s section on the shelves. Not bad.
On top of all this, they were also celebrating their approval as a non-profit archival library (therefore fundraising too). Yep. My favorite ever video place now has non-profit status.
I’ve been a huge fan of the place (and of the Tim Cooper/Linda McGreevy team) for many years, even before I lived in Norfolk. I was instantly smitten the first time I walked in and saw the Blockbuster membership cards cut into shapes and hanging behind the counter.
They probably don’t remember, but I met Tim and Linda many years ago through a mutual friend named Donna, a teaching colleague and former food critic for The Virginian-Pilot.
Donna had an interesting sense of humor and invited several of us to her house to watch A Private Function )Michael Palin and a pre-McGongall/Uncle Vernon Maggie Smith and Richard Griffiths). If you haven’t seen this, really you gotta treat yourself (except, like a shit-ton of other stuff, you can’t stream it on Netflix).
Stuff like The Abominable Dr. Phibes, Eyes Without A Face, Island Of The Burning Damned, Strait-Jacket, or Vault Of Horror. Where am I to go then, an average horror nerd such as myself, when the need to watch the original Tales From The Crypt arises like the unshakeable call of some eldritch Lovecraftian deity?
Maybe a better name would be Notflix. And that’s kinda the thing. If I want it, there’s a way better than average chance I’ll find it at Naro Video.
This is one of many reasons they’ve outlasted joints like Blockbummer, survived Notflix and the streaming craze, and will likely sail effortlessly through any other technological “improvements” that will come along promising ease and convenience for the meager price of Rollerball-like corporate allegiance.