The Netflix Stalker

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Very funny/scary article over at Slate about what our Netflix queues say about us as people. The writer, Sam Anderson, studied his friends queues to try and gleam some sort of insight.

I laughed especially hard at this part:

"Some lists were tortured records of cultural duty: Dense classics would march solemnly towards the top, only to be demoted (as soon as watching them became a real possibility) and replaced by season three of Felicity, until finally all the most challenging films of the 20th century were pooled at the bottom of the list like dark sediment beneath a froth of romantic comedies. It's the Netflix version of the divided soul: The end of your list is the person you want to be — Eraserhead, the eight-hour BBC Bleak House, the complete Werner Herzog — while the top is the person you actually are: Wedding Crashers, Scary Movie 4, The Bridges of Madison County."

That hits kinda close to home... there are bunches of "Important Movies" that've been on my queue for years now that I worry will probably never make it to the top. Right now the top of my queue is as follows:

1-3: Battlestar Galactica, Season 2.5 (doesn't come out til next week, dammit!)
4: The Comeback (Disc 2) - this has been on "Short Wait" for weeks...
5: Hard Candy (also not out til next week)
6: Jigoku
7: Iris (moved up yesterday after FE's Winslet-apalooza)
8: Obsession (why do I keep giving DePalma the benefit of the doubt?)
9: Popeye
10: The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada

I guess that's not really anything to be ashamed of. Though I think Three Burials is one that'll slowly slip down down down to the netherland of the triple-digits...

Okay, I shared, your turn!
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