You won’t be laughing when somehow all the hard drives die but DVD players still work.
I suppose a magnetic storm and in this scenario the earth’s magnetosphere has failed but you’re in a shielded bunker so you don’t turn to soup from all the hard radiation but didn’t bring hard drives?
You won’t be laughing when the DVD eater (a cryptid which probably exists) shows up to eat all your DVDs and leaves all my hard drives intact. DVD eaters are afraid of magnetic storms so they generally only attack places that are magnetically shielded during storms
You’re all fools! You should just be hoarding the screenplays on trusty ink and paper, or perhaps etched into clay tablets to deter silverfish and parchment mites.
When the great solar-amberic conjunction erases all earth’s digital media simultaneously and nothing else, me and my travelling theater troupe are going to make post-apocalyptic bank with live re-enactments of all of cinema’s greatest moments, just you wait!
You’re the fool! What good is all that ink on paper when you miss the vocal range to make it come alive. And props! Don’t forget the props! You’ll come crawling to my mountain encased warehouse full of props, I say!
Of course… I’ve been collecting treasured works of art and culture, when I should have been hoarding authentic screen-used Hollywood memorabilia and officially-licensed tie-in merchandise - the true paragons of human invention! Damn you! Damn you, and your citadel of props!
You won’t be laughing when somehow all the hard drives die but DVD players still work.
I suppose a magnetic storm and in this scenario the earth’s magnetosphere has failed but you’re in a shielded bunker so you don’t turn to soup from all the hard radiation but didn’t bring hard drives?
Look whatever man spinny plastic goes brrrrrrrr.
You won’t be laughing when the DVD eater (a cryptid which probably exists) shows up to eat all your DVDs and leaves all my hard drives intact. DVD eaters are afraid of magnetic storms so they generally only attack places that are magnetically shielded during storms
You’re all fools! You should just be hoarding the screenplays on trusty ink and paper, or perhaps etched into clay tablets to deter silverfish and parchment mites. When the great solar-amberic conjunction erases all earth’s digital media simultaneously and nothing else, me and my travelling theater troupe are going to make post-apocalyptic bank with live re-enactments of all of cinema’s greatest moments, just you wait!
You’re the fool! What good is all that ink on paper when you miss the vocal range to make it come alive. And props! Don’t forget the props! You’ll come crawling to my mountain encased warehouse full of props, I say!
Of course… I’ve been collecting treasured works of art and culture, when I should have been hoarding authentic screen-used Hollywood memorabilia and officially-licensed tie-in merchandise - the true paragons of human invention! Damn you! Damn you, and your citadel of props!
In truth though what an amazing concept for a post apocalyptic legacy drama??
It sounds a lot like Station Eleven
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disc_rot
😉 the free market has decided