In the wake of Blockbuster Video shutting down for good, there’s been a strange wave of nostalgia for the loss of a company that was generally disliked. There’s always a certain discomfort that comes with change and over time the villain who drove all the really good independent stores out of business ends up as a regular part of the landscape (and sometimes all you have left–see Barnes & Noble as the last standing bookstore in many communities).
I can’t say I was ever a fan of Blockbuster, nor a frequent client. The disappearance of my local branch won’t make any direct difference in my life but it is part of a continuing worrisome tradeoff that we’re making as a society, choosing the lower prices and convenience of the digital realm over retaining jobs and revenue in the local community.
And like all old timers dealing with change, I reserve the right to wax poetically about how things used to be (at least when I’m not busy shouting at kids to get off of my lawn). With that in mind whippersnappers, behold the majesty that was the Video Store: