Some movies of the past forty-odd years have become “lost” by not making the move along with each new home viewing format. Some stuff that was on VHS never made it to DVD, and some of the ones that did never got a BluRay release. With streaming, one would hope that everything surfaces eventually (if Prime and Tubi can have eleventy-thousand backyard-shot horror flicks from this decade alone…) but there’s plenty that’s slipped through the cracks. Some of it is also rights issues: occasionally the ownership of a movie comes down to one guy (the Stones’ concert movie C#&$Sucker Blues), or it’s owned by a corporation that goes under or doesn’t give a crap (Spinal Tap was owned by a cosmetics conglomerate for a long time, if memory serves).
From my time practically living at the Cinema de Paris in Montreal, I saw a handful of movies that never, to the best of my searching, made it onto home video. There’s a decent thriller set in India called Immaculate Conception that I saw once and then it vanished. It starred a very pre-fame Melissa Leo, so I’m kinda surprised it hasn’t resurfaced. David Byrne released a concert film called Between The Teeth, which is basically half Talking Heads material and half solo stuff from his Brazilian years. It’s not quite as good as Stop Making Sense, obviously, but the groove is tremendous and I wouldn’t mind seeing it again. Speaking of concert movies, has anyone been able to see The Cure in Orange in decades, and not on a bootleg? Terminal City Ricochet is a classic Canadian punk movie with a soundtrack that did quite well but is virtually impossible to track down. I loved Roadside Prophets, starring John Doe and Adam Horowitz, but that’s in the wind these days, as is Motorama, which was written by Joseph Minion of After Hours fame, and has a solid indie cast (Garrett Morris, Mary Woronov, Robert Picardo, Jack Nance, cameo by Drew Barrymore in her wilderness years).
As well, a lot of Miramax’s 1990s/2000s output is in limbo because of Harvey Weinstein’s legal troubles. Kevin Smith wasn’t able to do any kind of 20th anniversay rerelease or reissue of Dogma in 2019 because the rights are tied up and Harvey’s, well, busy. I’ve seen that BluRay used for ridiculous sums, glad I already had a copy. Not that anyone’s clamboring for a spiffy remastering of Bounce, but still…
Now I’m thinking back to the years I attended the L.A. Independent Film Festival, and except for Dead Man (I met Iggy Pop at the afterparty, that guy’s just a wiry ball of gristle), virtually nothing I saw there even got a token release: Joe Mantegna’s directorial debut Lakeboat, an absolutely heartbreaking LGBTQ+ movie called Big Eden, a quirky family comedy called A Texas Funeral, about a clan raising camels down south (Martin Sheen, Chris Noth, Robert Patrick, Grace Zabriskie, Isaiah Washington). I sat in front of Jeremy Piven and pre-Sopranos Edie Falco at a screening of Layin’ Low, and ran into Adrienne Shelley (R.I.P.) as we were both going into the premiere of her movie I’ll Take You There. Find 'em if you can.