Synthstuff has a backhanded ode to the 40th birthday of Super 8 film posted. I won't comment on the nature of that dispute, as technology knows no birthdays to me, but I WILL say you youngsters who grew up on the camcorder have no idea how fucking hellish it could be to travel to your local developer, and pick up your Very Special Rolls of Super 8 film.
Nothing worse than a severly acned child saying "Dude! Your dog was sniffing your ass during that! Didn't you know that?!?"
Special circle in Hell for boomers, for sure.
Never stopped me, of course. And that kid, after scoring a few copies, thought I kicked ass.