When I think about those nights in Montreal

So! We went to Best Buy last week because they were selling the SCTV box for about $5 less than I paid for it on Amazon, and wouldn't you know it as soon as I had it in my hands, Amazon wouldn't let me cancel the order? Meanwhile it's like, going to be probably two weeks after it was released before it actually gets here. Amazon, I hate. And I thought I was getting such a good deal from them too. Boo!

Anyway, the SCTV box is pretty awesome and makes it worth the hassle. I've already watched ... all of it, except the reunion special on disc 5 and the commentary version of "Polynesiantown." I've watched parts over and over and over again, because I can never get enough of "The Merv Griffith Show," my hero Lola Heatherton or Eugene Levy's uncanny Gino Vannelli impersonation, which makes me die every time I see it.

I also got The Day of the Locust (in 5.1 SURROUND!) which I also already watched and uh ... what else? Oh yeah, Trainspotting with the second disc of extras, most of which have been really boring so far. Like I really needed to know what Martin Landau had to say about it at Cannes. I miss the big TV in the living room, I feel like I have to squint to see anything.

Christopher got both sets of "The Office" and then The Day After, which we watched last night. It wasn't half as cheesy as I was expecting. I didn't see it when it first broadcast because I think I was being a Nuclear Holocaust TV Movie Snob and I only saw that British one on PBS, I think it was called Threads? And it SUCKED, because like, remember how the girl who was born after everything blew up grew up and had a baby herself to symbolize, like, the bleak horror implicit in the perpetuation of a post-nuclear species or whatever because everything was still all blown up and everything? And how she was having her baby and screaming and you could see her FILLINGS? Post-apocalyptic dental technology, hello, I don't think so. So that totally ruined it for me. I also remember it being boring. And then Testament for American Playhouse with Jane Alexander and William Devane and Lucas Haas and Roxana Zal and man, that thing will mess you up and it still creeps me out today. What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, anyway, I didn't see The Day After until last night, and it was better than I was expecting, although the stock footage was cracking me up. Testament, that is one of the most depressing things ever made. I love it.

Posted by Kim at June 13, 2004 08:17 PM | Moving Pictures