Imitation in the Sincerest Form of Flattery
I've been a Netflix subscriber since late 1999. At the time, I thought there was no way the service would survive -- too good to be true. But, after a year or so, I realized it would either change the way we rented DVDs, or else just awaken slumbering giants. Apparently the answer was "both," as Blockbuster has come on full-force with its DVD-by-mail program.
This image of a happy couple enjoying some red wine and a whole stack o' Netflix polycarbonate has graced their web site for at least a year.

So, imagine my surprise when I checked out Blockbuster's competing site.

Let's see. The Blockbuster couple has apparently decided to watch films without a glass of wine or a pillow, and the Blockbuster Boy isn't one of The Riddler's hencmen, unlike our friend from Netflix.
Other than that...
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to watch some DVDs. But first I have to get The Girlfriend to put on her white tank top and blue sweats, then I'll put my arm around her shoulder just so...