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Wed
Mar 20 2013 1:00pm

10 Sci-Fi VHS Boxes that Blew My Mind

Awesome VHS Covers

Growing up, I spent a lot of time walking the aisles of various video stores, enraptured by all the flashy and trashy VHS box art.

Last time I focused on the horror movie covers and how they affected the young me. But it wasn’t all Slumber Part Massacre II and Ghoulies. The pinewood shelves of that mom-and-pop video rental store also offered some amazing sci-fi visions. Like their horror counterparts, the sci-fi boxes tended to advertise far more than they delivered. I wouldn’t see most of them till years later, but the box art alone filled me with futuristic dreams.

So in this series, I’m running down the 10 films I remember the most, starting in 1980 and following the boxes up through 1992.

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Tue
Jun 26 2012 4:00pm

10 Horror Movie VHS Boxes That Scarred Me For Life

In the Stuff to Blow Your Mind episode The Horror, I chat a little bit about the horror movies at the local video store — movies I never got to rent as a child, but movies with garish VHS covers capable of traumatizing and inspiring young minds like mine.

I mean, the 90s video store was such a fantastic thing — this gallery of little painted boxes, each one encapsulating an idea. But unlike a book in a library or anything on the Internet, there was no instant gratification. You actually had to rent this crap to learn more — and that simply wasn’t an option for a kid like me. What the cover art hinted at (and maybe the back of the box if you were daring and dad was over in the war section), your imagination continued to build upon.

And build upon for years...

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