This might be the place to post a little anecdote about my son, Lucas, who is 9. For some reason I bought a gigantic collection of film cameras this weekend, primarily to re-sell on ebay, after culling users for myself. Lucas went with me because I had promised him a bike ride around the lake before I saw the ad for this collection. We put off the bike ride and we talked to the owner of these 80 or so bodies, with lenses flashes, filters, etc., for over 2 hours. Lucas, with nary a complaint, hung in there patiently and handled the cameras and listened to the owner, a gentle older man, originally from Portugal, later Connecticut and now Austin, Texas, tell stories and show me how everything operated.
There was one digital camera in the bunch, a fine older Canon pro body a few years old and completely obsolete because it had only two megapixels. (there's your obsolescence). By contrast, there was a 50 year old Bessa and a 50 year old Argus rangefinder still in working order, able to shoot Delta 100 just as easily now as they shot Pan F or whatever during World War II.
We got home with this haul and Lucas, who had been promised one of the bodies of his choice, was going through them. I said, now Lucas you know there are really no digital ones in there, right?
He said: "I know Dad, I don't want a digital one, cause they just spit something out on a computer. Film is cool because you have to process it and you can print it in a darkroom."
Agreed!!
There's your new generation, your film rennaissance, your custmer for the next 50 years! (I think he's finally settled on a Nikon FG with 50 1.8 lens for his camera although he was really drawn to the Yashica X-3 with red alligator cover!)
After reading this thread, I'm going to make sure his first roll in that Nikon is HP5. Go Ilford. Thanks, Simon.
Jeff Glass