We had a place called Video Vault near my old neighborhood and my buddy and I would spend a solid hour just reading the back of every box in the horror aisle. Half the time we'd walk out with some garbage we'd never heard of just because the cover looked cool, and honestly that was the best part. Now I open Netflix, scroll past the same 20 thumbnails for 40 minutes, and end up watching nothing at all. There was something fun about being stuck with a weird pick because you actually paid for it.