I remember reading everything I could about a movie before catching it at a revival house or at a festival -I live in the world of instant access I barely could even dream of then, when a Buster Keaton movie playing at the film society was like the circus's once-a-year visit..
by doing so, plots were spoiled and surprises were ruined, but I never expected I'd have a chance
at seeing the films again, and I didn't want to "miss anything." Before the advent of the VHS and DVD,
at screenings of rarely seen films, I often felt more a witness than an audience member, trying
to memorize, rather than simply enjoy, what I was seeing.