After wanting one for years, and years, I bought myself a polaroid sx-70 a few months ago. Since then it has been sitting on my kitchen counter waiting to be shipped back to it's previous owner, who kindly offered to buy it back if I had any trouble. The first two rolls of film I tried in it were a horrible mess. Of the twenty shots, 2 were recognizable. Most jammed up before the made it out.
Why I didn't send it back right away I don't know. Every morning I have looked at it and wished I could use it. I love the look of the leather and chrome. I love that it folds small enough to throw into any bag. Today, I decided I loved it enough to keep it even if it doesn't work. But, I wasn't going to look at it everyday any more, it was at least going to live in a closet somewhere.
And, then I halfheartedly aimed at J.K. who was eating his cereal, thinking it was for the last time, when to our surprise it did work! The three of us did a little cheer and dance. Did it heal itself? Was it bad film? Have we experienced a miracle? We'll never know, but I do believe it is time to stock up on lots of film.