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One of the coolest things about researching Netflixed was the abundance of blackmail-worthy photos I discovered, and this leavened the excruciating task of reviewing thousands (literally) of pages of transcripts of earnings calls and analyst presentations that I had sat through once when they actually happened.
My first thought when I saw this particularly hilarious specimen—taken during an executive retreat at the Alisal Guest Ranch in Santa Ynez, California—was that I wished I had come across it years ago. Visualizing Netflix CEO Reed Hastings in a cheerleader skirt and CFO Barry McCarthy dressed like a fraternity punk definitely would have relieved the pressure of those rapid-fire post-earnings interviews.
This one of Netflix’s founding team, including (Redbox co-founder) Mitch Lowe, Te Smith, Corey Bridges, Christina Kish and Marc Randolph, is another favorite. It was taken at their first trip to the Video Software Dealers Association convention in Las Vegas. Here’s how Corey describes it:
“This is from the 1998 VSDA trade show, Netflix’s first big public outing. The five of us went to the show and had a hell of a time, personally and professionally. It was one of the high points, where we got face-to-face industry feedback (admittedly from a minority of people) communicating we were onto something big. This picture was at the Playboy Wet & Wild Party, which took place at a damn water slide park. So this is an evening party, and you’ll notice that we three guys were in our ‘okay, we can get into water slides’ outfits. The ladies were obviously having none of that.
“You’ll also notice that Marc and I are holding martinis. What a good idea that was, to mix water slides and martinis. But what else can you do but accept it graciously, when a bunny hands you one?”
Although this screen shot of Netflix’s first home page would be embarrassingly cluttered by today’s standards, it was pretty cutting edge to the 1997 e-commerce customer—still unsure what a “shopping basket” was and nervous about putting his credit card number into the Internet’s vasty depths.
I traveled a lot to dig up the story of Netflix because I wanted to see the places I planned to describe in my book, since the setting in Silicon Valley—its new Gold Rush ethos and uber casual atmosphere—was so important to how Netflix developed and what it became as a brand. The most important journey I took was a trip “over the hill” on Highway 17 to meet Marc Randolph at the place where it all began—Santa Cruz.
The narrative for this trip is in the prologue, which you can read on the Sample Chapter page so I won’t reiterate, but for those of you who wanted to know what that journey down Pacific Avenue looked like (15 years later, that is), this is for you:
The rich aroma of coffee provokes the strongest memory I have of this day and of Lulu Carpenter’s, where Marc and Reed talked over ideas for starting an e-commerce business and started the fateful stroll that climaxed with the mailing of a naked compact disc to Reed’s house to test whether the new DVD format could survive postal sorting equipment.
This Borders bookstore was going out of business the day Marc and I retraced his steps leading to the “A-ha” moment that marked Netflix’s birth as an idea for a business. Initially I thought Marc and Reed bought the CD they mailed to Reed’s house at this place but it was actually down the street at the indie Logos Books & Records. Very fitting but sadly, I don’t have a pic of that.
Here’s the card shop where they bought the envelope (along with the gift card they threw away) to mail the disc.
And… back to where they started at the Santa Cruz Post Office across the street from Lulu Carpenter’s.
We next drove inland toward Scotts Valley so Marc could show me the first “office” Netflix used—what is now the breakfast room at this Best Western.
Am I a complete geek to feel thrilled to see the actual first headquarters of Netflix, in this very generic-looking office park? Probably yes. One of the most poignant moments I had on this trip was watching Marc walk through these halls and relate how scared he was in the early days.
He sent me back via Highway 17 bus, spellbound, to relate what was fast becoming a strongly narrative and emotionally rich story over Ghiradelli-laced brownies and wine with my sister Alicia and brother-in-law Mike.