It'll come back round again. My toddler runs around waving one of my old Gopro-knockoffs about shouting "CAMERA! CAMERA!", wearing it on a strap round his neck,

It'll come back round again. My toddler runs around waving one of my old Gopro-knockoffs about shouting "CAMERA! CAMERA!", wearing it on a strap round his neck, holding it with both hands, and peering down at it like he's looking into the viewfinder of a TLR. Wonder if that's epigenetics from his grandfather, who was well into his Rolleiflexes? Anyway when he's a teenager everything will be shot in Willam-Gibson-esque neural stimulation implants by actors with Zeiss Ikon eyes shooting 30720x17280 240p, and he and his mates will be running around the woods with an old banger Arri Alexa 35 "because you just don't get the same organic quality in 32K that you do with these old 4K cameras, it's just got so much more life", same as we did with 16mm and VHS. Going to see a film on a huge screen with a hundred other folk will be just this incredible oldschool vintage thing, people dressing in authentic 20s fashions for the occasion. And everything old will be new again, just like it was last year and the year before.