This one was kind of weird. And this post is mostly about how much I hated Blockbuster and didn't care when it folded.
Look, by the time Blockbuster Video went out of business, I'd intentionally not gone of my own free will into a Blockbuster in 10 years and had pretty much broken with Blockbuster as far back as the mid 1990's.
So, a feature length doc talking about the death of Blockbuster as some sort of tragedy that was just an accident but something we all loved? I was pausing the movie and making Jamie listen to me as I debated the film's non-stop nostalgia and love of the corporate behemoth, which - starting in the summer of 1994, I saw as actually very bad for movies when I tried to rent Breakfast at Tiffany's and (a) the clerk had never heard of it, and (b) looked it up and explained to me they used to have it, but they got rid of it. But they did have 45 copies of Pauly Shore in Son In Law. Like, you don't have to be a snob to find that a little sad.