Saturday, 29 January 2011

Diary: Craving Video Nasties

There's something taunting me on the shelves of my local HMV, namely the Video Nasties box set ("Video Nasties: The Definitive Guide")containing the Jake West documentary about that fascinating era in the genre's history. Along with the documentary it contains trailers for all of the 72 films on the 'banned' list of video nasties, new intro pieces and a ton of other stuff.

It taunts me from its shelf prison, its price sticker yelling "You can't afford me until payday", and its over seems to glow with gaudy delights. That's something I really miss about horror films, actually. That brilliant cover art that would entice you with promises of all manner of twisted treats.

The films behind the classic examples of tacky big-box art seldom lived up to the joys of the art, but those images were an art form in their own right. I miss painted art and battered old VHS tapes full of gore. I am, quite clearly, a sad old geek. Thus, I shall calm my nerves with some retail therapy after payday, and that DVD box set will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine. The minx.

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