It was 1991 and I wasn’t old enough to see an R rated movie in theaters. Thankfully, a new invention that came around my home, and the
home of all my friends a few years earlier, made seeing R-rated movies far, far easier. In fact, it made seeing all sorts of movies far, far easier and set me down a path of loving film for the rest
of my life. If you didn’t own a VCR by 1991, you just weren’t “with it.” It was the must-own piece of technology and was built to last, not some silly fad like those “CD Players” that crept up around
the same time.