Effing Nedfligs

I have trouble getting DVDs that I like from Netflix. Everything I like is in "watch now." For instance, the DVD I'm "watching" (interpreted loosely) must've been sent to me by mistake. I think it's a training film mislabeled, as it could be subtitled 101 Scenes to Avoid in Film-Making, or Film-Making: Illustrated Pitfalls, or just Bad Film-Making Examples. Its real title is Legend of 1900. I should avoid all films with "legend" in the title (Legend of the Fall was horrible, but 1900 was great! Who can forget the opening with the jester staggering along the road crying out that Guiseppe Verdi had died?).

Netflix thinks I'm sentimental, which I'm not. I don't at all shy from emotion as demanded by a well-written story, but manipulative garbage-y tripe is... uh... garbage-y tripe. I like documentaries A Lot, and most docs end up in Watch Now sooner rather than later, so I am probably one of the few with this issue. Sometimes I search for an hour then give up in exhaustion. I had a cunning plan to order the films that had been played for the Oly Film Society, but alas, those effing flicks are never to be had.

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