I had a similar dilemma.
As a kid, I loved the VHS box art. I saw it every time I wandered into the horror section of Jumbo Video. This section was already the coolest place on earth (it had its own room, and some atmospheric cobwebs and skeletons decorating the walls for good measure) so "every time I wandered in" actually meant close to once a week.
Even at that age though -- between 6 and 10 -- I understood that not all horror films are as cool as they should be...or as bloody amazing as their box art.
I can't remember when I learned this lesson, but it was early enough that I was satisfied to admire Video Dead from afar. Actually renting it, particularly when I could be renting Freddy's Revenge, Friday 4 or Terror Train yet again, practically begged to disappoint.
So I never did.
Yesterday I made my weekly jaunt to the local DVD retailer and, behold, there was the old artwork. I probably hadn't seen it in twenty years. I guess I'm getting more sentimental or nostalgic, because I simply had to buy it. (It's part of a two-pack with Terror Vision, another one I'd skipped in my youth.)
Fortunately, it was pretty good. No, not actually good -- terrible in fact -- but pretty enjoyable. I saw to it that the beer was flowing, in accordance with instructions provided in this thread, and I had a very good time. Possibly too good a time, because (apart from one moment that actually shocked me) the story is a bit hazy -- I mean beyond "zombies come out of TV and run amok".
What this experience has reinforced for me is just how much I miss the days of VHS rental houses. Scanning the shelves for terrifying little morsels. Rewinding tapes. Buying used copies whenever I was lucky enough to find them. Renting those terribly bulky top-loading VHS players (with $100 deposit of course).
These might seem like hassles (hell, they were) but the childish joy I felt every time I was allowed to roam those places made it all so memorable.
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