Friday, October 23, 2015
:: Batman v Superman, 1949-style.
:: EW has a very short clip from Jim Henson's Turkey Hollow, based on an unproduced project from the sixties by Jim Henson and Jerry Juhl. Love the creatures. The special airs on Lifetime on November 21. There's also a wonderful graphic novel from last year or so by Roger Langridge based on the script.
:: The Marvel Cinematic Universe Is Killing Auteur Theory. Good.
:: I saw the Force Awakens trailer and quite liked it. I liked it better than the other trailers, honestly, because it didn't feel like it catered to a specific type of fan as much as the others did. I have a guarded sort of excitement. I don't have much to say about it that hasn't already been said, but if you want a lot of speculation, io9 has a shot-for-shot breakdown.
(Aside: someone on Tumblr was telling me how hot Daisy Ridley is, and how she's going to be the object of a million fantasies after this movie, and I said "Daisy Ridley's cute and all, but has anyone even noticed how hot John Boyega is?" and that guy stopped talking to me. Jeez.)
Also, this comic is how I feel things are going to go:
:: Jessica Jones is just a month away: Netflix released the full trailer today.
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Couple of little things that have been bouncing around to celebrate today, October 21, 2015, the day Marty McFly went to the future.
First, Universal's "official" Jaws 19 trailer.
I absolutely love the Pepsi Perfect commercial, because I'm one of those pop culture guys who loves Pepsi and old Pepsi commercials. Reminds me of being a kid. Dig that Pepsi-loving robot!
Love it. I dig that beautiful bottle. They're selling limited edition bottles with real Pepsi, and I'd love to have one, but they cost $20.15, which is a lot when you're paying your rent late every month for the last, like, 28 months. To paraphrase Hank Hill, the only way I'm paying twenty dollars for a soda is if it's an everlasting soda.
Back to the Future in ACTUAL 2015. Hey, at least we can stream TV. Look, no one wants a flying car, alright? The first time some drunk teenager plows into your third-floor bedroom at 4 in the morning, you're going to wonder what kind of maniac society would actually want a car that can fly.
And a hopeful note that kind of gets me right here.
Monday, October 19, 2015
Sunday, October 18, 2015
It's been a couple of years since I put up a Bob Dylan song. This is one of my favorites, and contains some of my favorite lyrics he ever wrote: "You’ll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above/And I’ll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love/And it makes me feel so sorry." There's a longing in this song, and a cynicism, and a pain, and an anger, and a catharsis. This song has everything, swirling around a cycle of electric guitars and raw emotion. It almost sounds like it's never going to end. It sounds like an answer to "Like a Rolling Stone" How does it feel? I can't feel anymore.