Here's another Holgaroid taken maybe two years ago. Christian and his cousin Annicka at Mimi and Papi's cabin in Mt. Shasta. Okay, so the tree and the house are crooked and Christian's foot disappears at the bottom of the photo. To those unfamiliar with the Holga you might ask why so many obvious mistakes? Any amateur with a digital camera and a little sense could frame a better photo. Well, there is nothing automatic with the Holga. Funny enough, it does have a switch for day and night settings but if you take it apart you learn that the switch is not connected to anything. Flip the switch and nothing, I tell you nuttin' happens. Also, the viewfinder is mounted on top of the camera and does not look through the lens. Even if it did, the Polaroid back covers the viewfinder.
Remember the basement scene from Silence of the Lambs where Clarice is in pitch black and the serial killer Jame Gumb is stalking her with night vision goggles? Gumb sees Clarice stumbling around, eyes dialated, shaking her gun in front of her. Well, that's how it feels to shoot with a Holgaroid. You're never sure what your aiming at and you're lucky if you shoot anything at all.
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