The Fight for Fight Club

tonight I can safely say that a task of mine has finally been completed.

ok, here's the reason behind it. For my film class I have to write a three page paper on an analysis of a selected film provided on the handout. Figuring that it would be interesting to see and write about, I selected Fight Club for the paper. Now this thing is due tuesday, so the goal is to get my hands on a copy, watch it about three times, then get it done before Tuesday.

Wednesday. Moon plaza shopping center. Both video stores, the nice one and the other one, do not have copies available for rent. And now, let me switch over to a mini-post.

The other video store

You see, in every town everywhere there's always two kinds of video stores: the normal real video store with 20 copies of every new movie, and the "other" video store. The normal store is your stereotypical Blockbluster: the carpets are clean, the people know what you're looking for, and the DVDs and games are in a decent playable condition.

The other video store is where most, if not all, of the video box art is faded to the point of obscurity, there's only a handful of DVDs, the entire place smells like a walking ashtray, and the games they have there to rent are the commonplace $20 bargain basement titles at K-Mart that nobody would ever play. And there's a huge sign that separates the normal from the other: if the cashier is watching a TV afternoon movie on a black and white TV, then you my friend have stepped full force into an other video store.

ok, back to the original entry.

So with a looming deadline of next Tuesday, and both copies being out at the normal and other stores, I looked to friends for a copy and found nothing. Frustration settles in.

and yet, amazingly it was a Russian exchange student that saved me.

Thursday night I called this girl I met online that goes to Bobby Mo. Her and her friends were partying and I called them as Vladamir Kolenshkov, whom TM2 people know from the skit "Vladdy Gras." After seriously making her piss her pants (alcohol was a factor) with the witty Vladdy comedy style, Saturday rolls around. Long story short, I rode with her and the same friends from Thursday to Best Buy and now have a copy of Fight Club.

By the way, excellent movie.

But while I was there I noticed this one clerk wearing, get this, Underarmor underneath his Best Buy uniform. First off, Underarmor is a more manly version of saying "guy's spandex." UA is supposed to be worn for athletics or working out, not lugging boxes at Best Buy. "If you wear Underarmor underneath your Best Buy uniform...you might be a toolshed."

That in an ode to Jeff Foxworthy, circa 1998.

So now that the madness of finding is over, in comes the madness of writing a paper for it. Now that's gonna be interesting.

bah.