For a while I thought invented found footage. Back in the 1990s my friends and I would rent horror movies from local video shops; when the credits rolled, I’d eject the film to cover the non-erase tab with Sellotape. Next, I’d grab the family camcorder and film us all reviewing the film we’d just… what a load of shite.” Finally, I’d transfer the review onto the rental VHS, rewind it and return it, hoping that some viewer would ‘find’ our footage and enjoy it; although they may have called the police instead. You see, to make sure we weren’t recognised by the shop owner or fellow customers, we all wore freaky latex masks of elderly men. Fun for us… but troubling for finders, I suppose.
