I’m back in Sin City and just last night re-watched the movie One From the Heart. It’s nostalgic. I watched the film for the first time in 1983 when my father was slowly withering from lung cancer. At the time, I was both a waiter working weekends and a clerk at one of the very first video rental stores in the Twin Cities. This was before Blockbuster, a time when VHS and Betamax were duking it out. American Video was owned by the porn king of Minneapolis, Farris Alexander. All the porn was in the back behind a heavy curtain and arranged by fetish (one woman came in each week looking for the latest in “butt” porn. Another guy, a paraplegic, would rent stacks of rapey, violent stuff???). After work, I’d bring a video to my parents’ apartment (strictly front-of-the-store) and watch a movie or two with my dying dad. We watched
I watched the movie and loved it, thank you. So hard for you to watch your Dad die, I remember him as tall, strong and handsome (even thought I was a kid).
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I watched the movie and loved it, thank you. So hard for you to watch your Dad die, I remember him as tall, strong and handsome (even thought I was a kid).
Thanks! Long time ago. I do love that movie
Now I have to watch this movie again! Gah I love yr stories Kurt!!!!
Thanks! I’ve got a DVD but it’s in the camper!