I’ve been accused lately of having obscure taste in film. My counter is, a film is only obscure until one sees it. If one lived in Film Nerd circles such as I do, one would not find references to John Frankenheimer or It’s Alive! obscure in any way. But what does obscure mean anymore?
There was a time not long ago, when many of the movies that are a few internet clicks away from arriving at our house were completely unavailable. Go back in time a few more years before the VCR, and the availability of films drops even further. The concept of obscure from then is now obsolete.
Back when I was a Baby Film Nerd, we gladly watched grainy 4th generation dubs of Richard Kern films, spent our Top Ramen money on Castro Theater tickets during the noir festivals, and went to Naked Eye Video and Le Video like they were giving away free heroin. Knowing employees of the art house theaters was a great way to support our habits. We timed vacations to LA around showings of Herzog’s movies at the Nuart Theater.
These are glorious times for Film Nerds everywhere. Entire back catalogs of the production studios are blindly being issued on DVD. Thousands of films that were either never released on video, or only released once are now for sale through the squarest of retailers. Finding video copies with their original aspect ratios was even more rare, and now a DVD is assumed to be fullscreen. In another ten years, the DVD will most likely become third to On Demand and downloaded films, but for now, it is the first chance for many of us to see the films that were previously only rarely screened during film festivals.
But the “Black Bars” at the top and bottom of Ashton Kutcher movies annoy the casual film watcher. The backlist sections of DVD rental stores are passed over while customers complain the Jim Carrey movie is out. Every once in a while, a one degree to the left of normal movie like American Beauty shows up that’s supposed to be shocking, and makes people think they are watching something transgressive. Or a movie full of ethnic clichés like My Big Fat Greek Wedding gets released and is hailed as a gem of independent cinema.