Buried Cinema

We love movies. Every week we spend countless hours viewing, meditating upon, and engaging in lengthy pseudo-intellectual discourse about movies--hours that probably should be spent doing something more productive. Eventually, we decided to start recording our conversations on a wax cylinder. While the medium may have not been the best choice for audio quality, we have managed to improve the technology so that our rants could be understood. And there was much rejoicing in the land (except from Steven's wife, who was terribly embarrassed about the whole thing).