![]() ![]() ![]() “It’s more of a human problem than a technical problem,” August observes. Perhaps the most famous example of the latter issue is Beavis and Butt-head, which to my and other Mike Judge obsessives’ chagrin has never had a proper digital release complete with all the music videos (plus accompanying wonderfully idiotic commentary) because MTV never secured the clips past broadcast. A movie or show may not have licensed music for home video a home video license may not cover streaming. Sorting through who controls which rights, and where they might be today (especially if a company like York has vanished), can get. Obtaining and purchasing rights to stream a title, thus giving its makers more money, sounds easier than it is, he says. “In almost all cases, the real issue is rights,” August says of his industry’s more labyrinthine problem. At least an overpriced rental or purchase on iTunes? Not there, either.īut that’s only a small piece of the puzzle. You don’t have to know Game Day to know the bigger problem here: You want to watch a movie or show from the not-so-distant past that sneaks its way back into your mind or that someone recommended. All of which means that it’s much harder to watch a movie people still love now than it was at the turn of the millennium. The independent distributor of Game Day, York Pictures Inc., appears to be defunct (its last credit was in 2004), and the home video company that originally released said DVD, Digiview, fell into bankruptcy after a lawsuit over technology patents filed by Warner Bros. While Lewis is busy sending up himself on Curb Your Enthusiasm, fans of his scuzzy 1999 gem are left to buy a $30 DVD from a “discount” vendor on Amazon (one reviewer calls the movie a “sports cult classic,” and they’re not wrong!). Game Day basically doesn’t exist anymore. ![]() (You probably don’t, but I do.) The 1999 Richard Lewis-starring, hard R-rated sports comedy (featuring a group blowjob and grizzly courtside gun violence, among other insights into the athletic world) wasn’t exactly a hit, but discovering it at Blockbuster when I was a kid, it felt like a revelation: a filthy sendup of what every other sports film had told me was sacred, with a stoned, stripper-addicted college basketball coach (Lewis, perfectly awful as always) hanging onto faded glories at its center. ![]()
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