Blog post from February 2009.
DVDs are pretty faceless. You can pick up a trio for 20 pounds or buy an individual one for the price of a pint come saletime to leave in cellophane for a couple of years. Whereas CDs succeeded vinyl, a format to get nostalgic about, to extoll its tactile nature, I don’t yearn for VHS, huge laserdiscs or 8mm reels. The cinema experience is nice, but limited distribution, especially as key companies are going through some major corporate changes (think New Line sacking Robert Shaye and Lion’s Gate kicking its genre oddities to the curb ), seems to be sending the more interesting features down the straight-to-DVD route.