The last time I went to a Blockbuster store was many many years ago. They not only trimmed twelve minutes out of Ken Russell’s Whore, (without mentioning it,) they replaced the TITLE of the film with If You Can’t Say It, Just See It. Give me a break. How about, If We Won’t Say It, Just Go To A Sensible Video Store.
Ick.
The colour-scheme, over-lighting, and auditory rape that they impose on you when you walk in the door is enough of a deterrent. I don’t need to be pissed off when I get home and find out that the running-time of the movie I grabbed doesn’t match what’s listed in my video-guide.
A pox on them. They should fail, miserably. Feh. Ptui.