Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Video killed the radio star

So I suppose one can say that DVD killed video tape. But not completely.

I was listening to the radio as I drove around the other day when the DJ mentions how he doesn't even know how to program a vcr (because it's rocket science right?) and he goes on to mention how '...who uses their vcr's now a days anyways?". Ah, well I do. The first thing I do in the morning is go online, check out what the TV scedule is, then program 2 or maybe 3 (depending of there's a game on)vcr's. As you read this I have a stack of tapes of programs from this season that I haven't viewed yet. In fact, in some cases I can't go home flip on the TV and start watching one of my favorite programs because I'm 2-3 episodes behind. If anyone misses an episode of one of their favorite shows just give me a call I probably have it...somewhere. Unpacking my stuff from my latest move I came across some unmarked tapes. I quickly figured out that they were the last 4-5 episodes of Paradise Hotel that I haven't watched. Wasn't that like 3-4 years ago? And I still don't know who won.

During my last move I contemplated throwing out a video collection that I don't even watch. Slowly most of the movies have been repaced by DVD. But some of my collection is rare, some I wouldn't bother to buy on DVD, and basically video movies pretty much have no value anymore. They take up space, more personal value then actual value, don't watch them...I'll probably end up tossing out most of them.

A few reviews (hopefully no spoilers):

Porno. I finally finished the second book of the Trainspotting series. For the most part it was shite. Where the first book was a collection of short stories, each of which was clever and interesting the second book was a short story that was 50% fluff. Imagine a 400 page short? Basically the first half of the book was to set up the fact that the main character of this book, Simon 'Sick Boy' Williamson, was a bastard. Over and over again...ok he's a bastard...move on already. Equally the storey line arc of 'Spud' Mackenzie was pure fluff and pointless. I trudged thru the first half of the book in about a month. The second half was actually quite good and took me like a week. Over all I like the book only because it advanced the storey of the first book, and the storey arcs of Francis Begbie and Renton fueled the second half. Plot was pretty predictable.

OC season 2. I recently purchased the series on DVD and I'm liking it the second time around. When it was current last year I remember only truly enjoying a few of the episodes. On a side note, I'm loving season 3 as much as I loved season 1.

Veronica Mars season 1. On the strength of what I've seen of season 2, I went out and purchased season 1 on DVD. I freakin love it. I can see why my cousins raved about it all of last year. I'm only about 7 episodes in. I'm thinking Kristin Bell is going on my list.


Mitch Robbins: It's nothing to be ashamed of--I had the same problem.
Phil Berquist: Didn't you feel stupid; I mean, didn't you feel . . . inadequate?
Mitch Robbins: Yeah, for a while, but then I overcame it. Can I explain it to you again? I mean now promise me you won't get upset.
Phil Berquist: O.K.; it's not gonna to do any good.
Mitch Robbins: O.K., if you want to watch one show but record another show at the same time, the television set does not have to be on channel 3.
Phil Berquist: Yeah it does.
Mitch Robbins: No it doesn't.
Phil Berquist: It does.
Mitch Robbins: No, if you're watching what you're recording, then it has to be on 3.
Phil Berquist: What . . . the TV or . . . or the machine?
Mitch Robbins: The TV.
Phil Berquist: You're saying I can record something I'm not even watching?
Mitch Robbins: Yes, that's the point. You don't even need a TV to record.
Phil Berquist: How would I see it?
Mitch Robbins: Well to see it you need a TV.
Ed Furillo: Shut up! Just shut up! He doesn't get it! He'll never get it! It's been 4 hours! The cows can tape something by now! Forget about it please!
Phil Berquist: How do you do the clock?
Ed Furillo: You're dead. You are dead.

Rhoel.

So what will kill the DVD?