This whole thing couldn't possibly be more adorable.
I used to rent stacks of movies from Blockbuster. I mean stacks. I think I saw almost everything made in 2004. By the time the shop closed, I hadn't been there in years. Still had unpaid fines, probably. And when Mr. Movies closed, I still had a copy of the final disc from "The Wire" in my trunk. Still do, actually. Then, what? I guess we watched what was on TV or On Demand. Streamed Netflix. I've watched things on my phone and laptop from iTunes. I finally broke my RedBox seal and that's great and whatever, but one day I felt a panic wondering how I'd see, like, "Adventures in Babysitting" ever again if it wasn't a) streaming from Netflix or on Amazon; b) at the Public Library.
I'd forgotten video stores existed. What a concept.
Chuck's had a Video Vision card for something like two decades, his dad even longer. I'd been planning on getting a membership for days, actually getting excited about it. It was a total thrill to walk through this thin space scanning the New Releases, flipping boxes to read short plot summaries, building a pile to meet any whim that might strike on this hot and lazy Sunday.
I can totally get behind technology and the changing world and not owning physical copies of movies, music or books, but there is something convenient about being able to rent movies from a video store. And man is it fun.