Netflix Is Like Crack Cocaine
This morning...yesterday morning...the morning of 16 February, after I got off work, I decided to sign up for Netflix. It was on something of a whim since, though I've been meaning to do it for awhile, I was waiting until I graduate and I have more time and money. Yeah, that didn't happen. I saw Bon Cop, Bad Cop posted in one of my special places (gods, that sounds dirty) and realized that, as much as I want to see that movie, everywhere I've seen it, there's been something wrong with it, usually subtitle related. I may be able to watch French news and understand it, but I can't do so much with French drama.
So I joined Netflix. I figure, what the hell? $8.99 a month and I get unlimited rentals, although only one disk at a time. When I graduate, that's so going up to three at a time for $16.99.
Plus, what really made me want to join Netflix was a NY Times article I read awhile back that talked about their recommendation system. There's a complicated algorithm involved that finds movies maybe you didn't even realize you'd like and tells you how well it thinks you'll like them. Yeah, it gets scary accurate after awhile. Even my wonky tastes, though I doubt it realizes that I gave 1408 5 stars because I was laughing my ass of through it instead of enjoying the horror. Anyway, I remember reading this article and thinking, "Why the hell can't Amazon do that?" since, though I love Amazon, they have a tendency to try and rec me the same damn book, even though I've said I wasn't interested five or six times. Also, the minute I buy a book about Russia for class, suddenly it's reccing me a whole crap load of books on Russia and Post-Soviet Studies. *sigh*
*cough* I got off on a bit of a rant there, didn't I? Anyway, so I start playing with the ratings and the suggestions and, before you know it, I'm running late for class and now I have 264 movies in my queue. In all fairness, though, a lot of those are series so have multiple discs. Inspector Morse comes to mind with it's almost 30 (I figure, as much as I'm loving me some Lewis, I should totally watch how it all started).
Now, my Netflix homepage (which customizes itself!) is now telling me that I like BBC, TV Crime Dramas, Films from the UK, Films from France and Foreign Gay and Lesbian. There's also a little "favs from Conroe" thing, but I mostly ignore that. I'm pretty sure that an extended page would also give me scifi and thrillers.
I keep telling myself I'm going to stop playing with it, but really, until they send out my first DVD (come on, Netflix!), I've got nothing better to do. Besides, you know...homework.
In other, slightly cracky news, my white tea cup (okay, it's a 16 oz mug, but whatever) has turned a raunchy brown because I've been drinking tea almost nonstop. I think I need to bleach it. Also, ever since I went through and read through
asrai99's journal (she's new...everyone say hi!) and saw how much she smokes, I've been craving one of my cloves. Okay, realistically, more like three, but whatever. I've been putting it off for awhile in deference to my throat, but dammit if I'm not about to say fuck it and go out and smoke. asrai99, you are a bad influence! Very bad! Got a light? ;)
So I joined Netflix. I figure, what the hell? $8.99 a month and I get unlimited rentals, although only one disk at a time. When I graduate, that's so going up to three at a time for $16.99.
Plus, what really made me want to join Netflix was a NY Times article I read awhile back that talked about their recommendation system. There's a complicated algorithm involved that finds movies maybe you didn't even realize you'd like and tells you how well it thinks you'll like them. Yeah, it gets scary accurate after awhile. Even my wonky tastes, though I doubt it realizes that I gave 1408 5 stars because I was laughing my ass of through it instead of enjoying the horror. Anyway, I remember reading this article and thinking, "Why the hell can't Amazon do that?" since, though I love Amazon, they have a tendency to try and rec me the same damn book, even though I've said I wasn't interested five or six times. Also, the minute I buy a book about Russia for class, suddenly it's reccing me a whole crap load of books on Russia and Post-Soviet Studies. *sigh*
*cough* I got off on a bit of a rant there, didn't I? Anyway, so I start playing with the ratings and the suggestions and, before you know it, I'm running late for class and now I have 264 movies in my queue. In all fairness, though, a lot of those are series so have multiple discs. Inspector Morse comes to mind with it's almost 30 (I figure, as much as I'm loving me some Lewis, I should totally watch how it all started).
Now, my Netflix homepage (which customizes itself!) is now telling me that I like BBC, TV Crime Dramas, Films from the UK, Films from France and Foreign Gay and Lesbian. There's also a little "favs from Conroe" thing, but I mostly ignore that. I'm pretty sure that an extended page would also give me scifi and thrillers.
I keep telling myself I'm going to stop playing with it, but really, until they send out my first DVD (come on, Netflix!), I've got nothing better to do. Besides, you know...homework.
In other, slightly cracky news, my white tea cup (okay, it's a 16 oz mug, but whatever) has turned a raunchy brown because I've been drinking tea almost nonstop. I think I need to bleach it. Also, ever since I went through and read through
asrai99's journal (she's new...everyone say hi!) and saw how much she smokes, I've been craving one of my cloves. Okay, realistically, more like three, but whatever. I've been putting it off for awhile in deference to my throat, but dammit if I'm not about to say fuck it and go out and smoke. asrai99, you are a bad influence! Very bad! Got a light? ;) 