There are two institutions to which I give consistent and boundless love: the CFL and the Criterion Channel. Why Canada has not just just given me citizenship in response to my CFL devotion is anyone's guess (apparently I'm going to have to write my book about the CFL first). Similarly, the Criterion Channel needs to invite me to the Criterion Closet. For those who don't know (that is, wrong-thinking individuals) the Criterion Closet is a series of videos where famous directors and actors (but sadly no retiring Vermont college professors) are allowed to enter a closet an take as many DVDs as they would like, while also explaining their selections. It's pure joy for a film buff. I think I even know that films I would choose and what I would say, which I clearly think about this entirely too much. Erik sent me this cartoon the other day, which speaks to the fact that I send around the Criterion Closet videos too much. It's sort of the equivalent of me watching a CFL game and suddenly having three people text me "Rouge!" is response to game action. Come on, Criterion, I'm not asking for citizenship, just a trip to the Criterion Closet!!
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