Entitled titles: Do some movies deserve special treatment?

Toward the end of 2011, I began the process of converting all my existing DVDs into a digital format, partly to have everything available on a computer, mostly to free up space in my house.

I’m at about the halfway point of converting the films, but I’m now faced with a dilemma as I move toward my favorite titles/directors: Do I keep any hard copies of the movies from my favorite directors? There’s something about having the actual DVDs from Scorsese, Eastwood, Anderson (both P.T. and Wes), Tarantino, Spielberg and others that I find comforting.

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Kevin’s Best Movies of the Decade, Nos. 41-50

It’s always difficult to make a “Best Of” list each year, but that doesn’t stop anyone at all from trying. The lists are, of course, completely subjective, and this one is no different. The 2000s, or The Aughts, if you prefer (and I do), had some masterful films that deserve mention in the Best of the Decade list of most people. You’ll see more than a few on this list, I’m sure.
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How can it be time to start thinking of “Best of Decade” lists?

A couple of weeks ago, Cory and I, in our quest to become even geekier, started discussing the candidates for the “Best of 2000s” lists in movies and music. He went so far as to actually compile a list of his top 50 albums (a list he says he’ll post as a blog one day, and I hope he does because it has some interesting choices), while I’ve started a smaller list of my own for movies.
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Catching up on the world of film

Last week, I ended almost 20 years of curiosity by finally watching Beetlejuice.

My friends couldn’t believe I had never seen it. It is, after all, kind of a childhood staple and one that helped put director Tim Burton on the road to success. It’s not that I didn’t try when I was younger. Fate just wouldn’t have it for me.

Growing up in Powell County, our film options were exceptionally limited, particularly in the days prior to being a licensed driver. Mom and Dad couldn’t just easily hop in the truck and drive me and a group of my friends to The Big City of Lexington to watch a movie on a whim. There had to be some planning involved, resulting in me being able to remember specific details about several of the movies I watched as a child.
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