Digital Killed The Video Store

Digital Killed The Video Store

Well, it's been a while since my last post. I know, I know, you're all sad it took this long. But, fear not, I'm back with something to ramble about. This post is going to be dedicated to the loving memory of the dearly departed video store (R.I.P.). 

I remember it like it was yesterday. When I was a kid, my parents and grandparents would take me to our local video store Hastings and let me roam around for what seemed like an endless amount of time. And yes, there were more than a few instances where I would be hurried because I would take forever. It even got to a point where my parents would refuse to take me unless I already had movie picked out before we went. It was that bad. And I can't say I blame them. I would study the boxes of cover art, the dates the films were made, look at who directed, starred, and produced them. I was a nerd for that shit. I still am. In the town I grew up in, we had a few other video stores around, although none of them were quite as big or as prominent as Hastings was. I would go visit those stores, too. For a few summers, I would even ride my bicycle to one of them over the summer to rent movies. It was a little place called Razorback Video and Tanning. My parents had an account and told the workers I could have the run of the place - a decision they would regret later when I ended up renting "Natural Born Killers". I was 13. We lived in a suburban neighborhood at the time, and I would ride my bike for what seemed like 20 minutes. Just to get to the video store. It didn't matter where I lived, I would always seek out a place to rent movies. When I lived in Waldron for a year, I would rent them from a little hole in the wall joint that was next to a gas station (Let's be honest, that whole town is a hole in the wall), and when I lived in Springdale, I would rent from Blockbuster. 

Think Like An Editor - The Importance of Post Production

Hey there folks, I'm back, and even sooner than I thought I'd be. I know you're all thrilled, too. Don't everyone applaud all at once. 

So, for this next post, I'm going to talk about something I am very familiar with, but am realizing I know jack fucking shit about - editing. I say this because I'm an editor at an advertising agency and it's my job to cut, splice, fix and assemble commercials and videos. Sometimes I feel like I know what I'm doing, other times it's just trial and error with a bunch of floundering and feeling like I'm a complete waste of life. It happens. But, I dig it. It challenges me and forces me to approach material from different angles and to try new things - it's all about figuring out what works and what doesn't. I've been editing for years, and I'm still fucking learning about most of it. That's not a complaint either. I love learning new things. In fact, I hope I never master it, because then that means I have no more learning left to do. And what's the point in continuing with something if you feel that way? 

Into The Great Wide Open

Hey there everyone, Jordan Mears here. Welcome to my blog space. Or, as I should say, welcome to Thunderdome! Once you enter, you won't leave the same. At least, I hope. You see, with my blog, I'm going to run the gamut in terms of what I talk about when it comes to films and filmmaking. Hell, I'm also going to throw in some life philosophy for good measure, and even share some personal struggles. Fun times. So, let's get started.