Waiting out the traffic after work today, stopped at
Half-Price Books. Again. Seriously addicted to that place. Had to face a moral decision that's been prodding my half-rotted brain for a while.
As I stood with "
The Descent" in one hand and "
Freddy Vs. Jason" in the other, asked myself, "who's this for?" Are my tapes and vids a library to which I turn on cold, lonely winter nights, or is it a collection that I proudly display on those happy occasions I entertain guests in my hovel?
Not that "
The Descent" is a super-classy, show-my-encyclopaedic-knowledge-of-the-genre film like, say, "
The Ninth Configuration" might be, but it does shows that the guy who proudly displays all three
Jurassic Park films on VHS on his shelf might have a little something going on.
So does one build one's vid library for those sweat-pants, nursing-a-beer nights? Or does one stock it with crowd-pleasers and lady-killers, like "
Zombie Strippers" and "
Cemetery Man?"
Wait, are those guilty pleasures or cool display pieces for the house guests? Hmm. Perhaps I'm looking to solve the wrong problem.
Perhaps I should not be filtering my movie buying habits, but instead instead should be filtering my
house guests. Invite only those friends who consider "
Martin" and "
Roger Rabbit" as signs of good taste, and "
The Hunger" and "
Cemetery Man" as signs of immanent foreplay. I like those kind of friends.
Mr. Morlock will have to ponder this further. As he lounges in sweat pants, nurses a beer, and watches... "
The Descent." Slightly classy, and dead sexy.