Netflix Somehow Stole My Idea From My Parent’s Suburban Basement
Everyone thinks Netflix was revolutionary for changing how we watch television.
History wants to give the crown of being there first to the big “N” for pioneering content-on-demand services.
I have a big problem with that.
Because it’s not true.
There was another player in the game long before Netflix.
Their reach wasn’t as vast, but the concept was the same.
It was yours truly, and it was called — Frank’s Flicks.
I ran my streaming service out of my parent’s basement in Etobicoke, Ontario, Canada.
The catalogue wasn’t as deep as the services that operate now, but I got to tell you, and I write this in all modesty, it was just as entertaining.
Okay, technically, maybe it wasn’t precisely streaming, but the model was the same.
I was the face of what I believed to be at the time, a cutting edge operation, well actually, I was more than that.
I was the entire service.
In the early days, my streaming experiment ran only on Saturday nights.
The week leading up to the presentation of programming was when the selections were made.
