I hate the past. To me, the past is something we should learn from but never return to. I have no desire to return to the days where gay and the r-slur were every day jokes and and “Tits or gtfo” was a common reply to women on the internet.
But I love old machines and gizmos. I love gears and levers and buttons. I love things that clunk and whir. Vinage music boxes, Clockwork toys and VHS machines that sound like they’re trying to go into orbit when you rewind a cassette. I’ve always liked old stuff for as long as I can remember.
Is it nostalgia or just autism? Is it something I should be ashamed of?
I hope to find the modified-for-television edition of The Matrix someday. The Wachowskis had the cast dub over the swears with things a child would exclaim in 1960s TV.
Keanu cries “Jeepers creepers, that thing is real!?” when they take the bug out. Carrie-Ann Moss mutters “Shucks” before riding away when she sees Neo getting arrested.
I remember that! The security guard saying ‘holy smokes’ when Neo shows he has 50 guns on him and the mouth doesnt match at all