Through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes I can barely define the shape of this moment in time

[faustus]

So six months after I ordered it and three weeks after dispatch, I have the Oltimate Collector's Edition of Blade Runner. I have five versions of the film - alleged Final Cut, dubious Director's Cut, US theatrical, International theatrical and a Workprint. Do I want to watch it five times? Not really, but maybe twice. There are also documentaries, outtakes, and a couple of commentaries.

It worked out a tenner more than the tin I saw in Fopp before Xmas, but I have cards of design stuff by Syd Mead, one of those three-d photos, a toy car and a metal origami unicorn. And it comes in a plastic briefcase.

Woo.

Enough Blade Runner now.