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- May 31, 2019
I still have my VHS copies of the last home release of the pre-Special Edition Star Wars trilogy. You know, that box featuring the veiled threat from Lucas about things to come?
I wish they would just release digital copies of those movies. The new Blue Ray versions look really good but they still have those fucking autistic edits to them which I hate.
Try Harmy's Despecialized Edition, a fan reconstruction of the original trilogy as it was originally shown, using HD sources. Like most fanedits, you have to jump through annoying hoops to get the movie files, but if you don't mind watching a lower grade HD version of the trilogy, you can find it at A.R. Chive's Video Store.
Star Wars
Empire Strikes Back
Return of the Jedi.
Watch the Matroshka version, as the mp4 versions have a lower file size and lots of artifacting during action scenes.
I've been looking for this weird ass sex ed cartoon I had seen as a kid that might've been made by a French studio, by the look of it it must've been from somewhere around the '70s or '80s. I don't remember much of it, but I think it involved a granny going though a family photo album with her roughly 8 year old nephew and niece, with the occasional picture of the children completely nude triggering the old hag into telling stories about how sex works. The tales of procreation were full of cartoon bears playing each others' junk (don't worry, no homo, all True and Honest Straight cartoon bears). It was also full of really tightfisted metaphors, like penetration and ejaculation being show through artillery cannons sticking out of mountains thorugh weirdly vaginal creaks and firing their loads into the ocean.
It sounds like the weird sex ed cartoon that the Red Letter Media gang reviewed on Wheel of the Worst #3. It looked like something a bunch of hippies put together to try to demystify sex so that kids wouldn't be scared of it, but it just seemed wildly inappropriate. To be fair, I can't think of any way to explain sex to kids that wouldn't be horribly awkward and traumatizing to at least some of them.
I admit, I have a morbid interest in listening to Timothy Treadwell's "Grizzly Man" death tape, if only because I think there would be value in playing it for reality-challenged idiots who have a romantic view of Nature, and who believe they can faff about within it however they want to and not die a horrible death. Same thing with the Crocodile Hunter death tape. Stay the hell away from things with sharp claws and horns and you won't get killed!