It's not just movies. Magazines, postcards, even art books from as little as 30 or 40 years ago suffer from poor registration, bleeding colors, skewed lines. The color plates in my vintage Oz books are no match for the current reprints. Same with all those kids' novels illustrated by N.C. Wyeth that I used to love as a child. But sharper and clearer isn't always better.Mike Gebert wrote:The downside for me is that a hyper sharp digital image in the home fundamentally changes how we look at visual media. The slight softness that was once typical of film— and flattering to actresses, and dreamlike in a Frank Borzage movie, and so on— is being replaced by a desire for an image where you can see the tiniest specs of detail in utter sharpness. I am often as delighted as anyone else by this— you can read street signs 10 blocks away in Criterion's Safety Last, that sort of thing. You can also see flaws no one ever saw. A while back I was watching You Only Live Twice, the James Bond film. And there's a scene where Blofeld picks up his cat, or sets it down, or something. And you can see this his little Mao jacket has a snag in the thread— no doubt from an earlier take, where the cat claw caught it. That's just bizarre, that we can notice such things now. (I was already having enough trouble from my belief that since William Sylvester plays one of the science advisers to president Alexander Knox in it, that means that Dr Heywood Floyd is part of the Bond universe as well as the 2001 one.) Already projected film seems slightly inferior in its real-thing imperfections to digital perfection.
We didn't switch to a flat-panel TV until a couple of years ago, and now our eyes and tastes have adjusted to where we expect a digital clarity and focus that were impossible in the analog years. I think something similar happened in music. Pete Townsend used to mix Who singles so they would sound good on crappy little transistor radios. Digital reissues often sound phony to me, or emphasize mistakes I didn't hear as a kid.