One night around 1986 when I was 12, my dad brought home our first VCR. He was so proud of it. It was a black front loader rather than "one of those cheap silver top loaders." Watching movies whenever you wanted back then was still novel, so this was a BIG DEAL.
I was so stoked that I took a folder from school, Sharpied "Movies" on the front, and started numbering the lines of paper inside. The entry at #1 was Starman.
That night we did the whole "theater in your home" deal -- made popcorn, turned out the lights, gathered around the sofa, and watched it as a family. It was awesome.
To this day I still can't watch the movie without feeling like an excited kid.