There's something so special about adult films pre internet digitisation, VHS tapes copied and circulated in your community, mailing lists and screening parties and brown paper bags were the distribution model. The intimate privacy of a time capsule contained in a black plastic film cartridge, hidden in the back of a drawer, labelled as something inconspicuous so as not to arouse suspicion - hidden treasure.
Nostalgic, thoroughly dirty and strangely intimate.
Less is more for our brains obsessed with instant gratification and we start to work over time to see more in the dark or hear through the fuzz, looking for more in the blur. A heightened state of alert.