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Have you ever psychoanalyzed your old Christmas videos?
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:18 pm
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:18 pm
I caught myself doing this recently. My family, without fail, videoed every Christmas morning during my youth. They weren't very interesting until the early 90s in my case. I found 1993 to be quite intriguing.
Gifts were aplenty that year. It disgusts me to see all the material waste and wealth that year. A new basketball goal, a Schwinn bike, Sega CD with Echo, Mortal Kombat, and Jurassic Park and a Game Gear, a Talkboy, a copy of Beauty and the Beast, a radio control car, a Game Genie for the Super NES. The family probably threw away a grand on me.
In our family, all the presents were open. There was no wrapping done, as Mother believed wrapping paper was a waste and the surprise was seeing all the gifts at once when we came downstairs. You could see the surprise and glee in my eyes when I ran to the toys, as if they were the most important thing that morning.
The family was gathered for 15-20 minutes, each in their own little zone inspecting and giving an approving nod or disappointed shrug to each of the gifts. There was little interaction, and soon the room emptied as people returned to their own worlds to play with or try on their gifts.
As I watched I realized that I had stayed behind in the family room. I began to film the room by myself. Sensing that there was more to Christmas than what I had just witnessed, I began creating a community for myself. The dog began to talk to me on camera. Then I began to give life to inanimate objects like a couch and the ceiling fan. I named them and spoke with them, obviously desperate for communion and interaction with others. It was one of the most pathetic (in the true meaning of that word) scenes I've ever seen on film. Perhaps internet forums have served a similar function for me, but forums give animated response to my inanimate words.
I suspect most of you had better childhoods than I did. Maybe not. I wonder what you might have revealed to you if you looked at old videos of you and your family in a critical, reflective light.
Gifts were aplenty that year. It disgusts me to see all the material waste and wealth that year. A new basketball goal, a Schwinn bike, Sega CD with Echo, Mortal Kombat, and Jurassic Park and a Game Gear, a Talkboy, a copy of Beauty and the Beast, a radio control car, a Game Genie for the Super NES. The family probably threw away a grand on me.
In our family, all the presents were open. There was no wrapping done, as Mother believed wrapping paper was a waste and the surprise was seeing all the gifts at once when we came downstairs. You could see the surprise and glee in my eyes when I ran to the toys, as if they were the most important thing that morning.
The family was gathered for 15-20 minutes, each in their own little zone inspecting and giving an approving nod or disappointed shrug to each of the gifts. There was little interaction, and soon the room emptied as people returned to their own worlds to play with or try on their gifts.
As I watched I realized that I had stayed behind in the family room. I began to film the room by myself. Sensing that there was more to Christmas than what I had just witnessed, I began creating a community for myself. The dog began to talk to me on camera. Then I began to give life to inanimate objects like a couch and the ceiling fan. I named them and spoke with them, obviously desperate for communion and interaction with others. It was one of the most pathetic (in the true meaning of that word) scenes I've ever seen on film. Perhaps internet forums have served a similar function for me, but forums give animated response to my inanimate words.
I suspect most of you had better childhoods than I did. Maybe not. I wonder what you might have revealed to you if you looked at old videos of you and your family in a critical, reflective light.
This post was edited on 10/5/19 at 10:21 pm
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:23 pm to TulaneLSU
No family is perfect. They all have issues, no matter how green the grass looks across the street.
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:25 pm to TulaneLSU
You sound like a loser.
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:28 pm to TulaneLSU
I totally followed you... until I got down to here...
Then I was like... ahh

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As I watched I realized that I had stayed behind in the family room. I began to film the room by myself. Sensing that there was more to Christmas than what I had just witnessed, I began creating a community for myself. The dog began to talk to me on camera. Then I began to give life to inanimate objects like a couch and the ceiling fan. I named them and spoke with them, obviously desperate for communion and interaction with others. It was one of the most pathetic (in the true meaning of that word) scenes I've ever seen on film. Perhaps internet forums have served a similar function for me, but forums give animated response to my inanimate words.
Then I was like... ahh

Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:30 pm to TulaneLSU
So you were all excited to get the new toys, but instead of playing with them you grabbed the camera your parent had been filming you with and played with it instead? That doesn’t sound very plausible.
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:35 pm to TulaneLSU
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The dog began to talk to me on camera. Then I began to give life to inanimate objects like a couch and the ceiling fan. I named them and spoke with them
Prayers for your schizophrenia diagnosis in ‘93.
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:36 pm to TulaneLSU
Sounds a lot like my Christmases honestly. Even with the game genie and talkboy.
Same here.
Lost me here. My arse was firing up Super Mario World on SNES loving every god damn second.
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In our family, all the presents were open. There was no wrapping done, as Mother believed wrapping paper was a waste and the surprise was seeing all the gifts at once when we came downstairs. You could see the surprise and glee in my eyes when I ran to the toys, as if they were the most important thing that morning.
Same here.
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I had stayed behind in the family room
Lost me here. My arse was firing up Super Mario World on SNES loving every god damn second.
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:37 pm to Asharad
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But did you have fun?
Like I said, for 15-20 minutes, it was clear I was excited and entertained by the novelty of the gifts. Then everyone dispersed and I was left with solitude, which I attempted to turn into community, the best way an eight year old can -- with imagination. Before rewatching the film, I had very fond memories of that Christmas. Upon review and reflection, that Christmas doesn't look very happy, though.
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:39 pm to TulaneLSU
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Like I said, for 15-20 minutes, it was clear I was excited and entertained by the novelty of the gifts. Then everyone dispersed and I was left with solitude, which I attempted to turn into community, the best way an eight year old can -- with imagination. Before rewatching the film, I had very fond memories of that Christmas. Upon review and reflection, that Christmas doesn't look very happy, though.
You still didn't answer the question though.
Did you have fun?
Posted on 10/5/19 at 10:44 pm to TulaneLSU
You were an artist then and you are an artist now. An artist consumes the truth and then makes something with it (the video when you were a kid, and this post you just made). A lot of what is true is sad, but at least it’s real.
Posted on 10/6/19 at 12:07 am to TulaneLSU
Upload it to YT and post the link.
Posted on 10/6/19 at 12:10 am to TulaneLSU
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A new basketball goal, a Schwinn bike, Sega CD with Echo, Mortal Kombat, and Jurassic Park and a Game Gear, a Talkboy, a copy of Beauty and the Beast, a radio control car, a Game Genie for the Super NES.
Wish my real-dad would've robbed your house
Posted on 10/6/19 at 12:12 am to TulaneLSU
Ours was pretty much identical save for the 8 year old retard talking to the couch and ceiling fan
Posted on 10/6/19 at 12:16 am to TulaneLSU
I’d rather not. I look back on enough experiences with hindsight and dislike what I see. There’s a limit to how much introspection is mentally healthy. Focus on the things you can change.
Posted on 10/6/19 at 12:36 am to TulaneLSU
I have no videos of my youth......maybe just 2 or 3 pics. It's the reality of the age's. I'm always amazed at the documentaries I watch where these 60's youths have videos. That shite didn't exist in my world.
Posted on 10/6/19 at 1:43 am to TulaneLSU
I understand where you are coming from, I consider you a friend TulaneLSU.
Posted on 10/6/19 at 2:56 am to TulaneLSU
I watched the Christmas of 86 and my stepdad was a real a-hole. Thanks for the stroll down Memory Lane. 
This post was edited on 10/6/19 at 2:57 am
Posted on 10/6/19 at 8:53 am to Booyow
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Ours was pretty much identical save for the 8 year old retard talking to the couch and ceiling fan
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