30’s movies feel weirdly modern until the Hayes code. Check out Gold Diggers of 1933 for some premium shit talking.

Joyless fucks and their beige. God I hate modernism and trendseeking.

Yay, I love awkward exposition dumps.

Having to search out codecs even, that was a big thing back in the day. My entire school was passing around videos on floppies an cds and learning about codecs to play the Pamela Anderson tape it seemed like. Years after it was on vhs I think

The first 24’ truck I learned in was a manual. Hated it but felt like a pimp shifting without the clutch.

I’m going to infringe copyright so hard.