The Last Video Store (Or: How Something Wonderful Disappeared While I Was Busy Getting Old)
I found out my local Blockbuster was closing the way most people find out things are ending, too late to do anything about it. A sign out the front. Everything must go. And I left without buying a single poster. I still think about it.
Why I Still Believe in Movies
$13 Cheap Tuesday ticket. A room full of retirees. And somehow, Project Hail Mary reminded me why nothing replaces two hours in the dark."