Stephen Hawking once held a dinner party for time travelers. He announced the date and time of the party after he held it and invited anyone capable of time travel now or in the future to attend. No one did. This suggests that time travel, at least into the past, isn’t possible. (I think it could just be that Hawking is a total bore and all the time travelers were washing their hair that night.) But that still doesn’t stop Hollywood from playing with the idea.
Some light spoilers ahead.
As I did with other artists recently passed I thought it appropriate to take this week to talk about Purple Rain and its star, Prince. Or, as he was known through much of the 90’s, O(+>.
According to Kevin Smith it was mandated that in his Superman movie there needed to be a giant spider monster, Superman would never fly, and he would never wear the classic suit.
It’s amazing that this thing never got off the ground.
What better way to cleanse my eyes of the Snyder-verse than with the DC animated movies which, by the definition of animation, almost guarantees way more colors than I ever saw in Dawn of Justice? And if you want the lowdown on my April 1st post, scroll to the very bottom.
It’s an eternal story. Boy meets girl. Girl falls in love. Girl turns out to be from the Luna Queendom on the moon and is being blackmailed into coming to Earth to carry out a diabolical plot. Boy helps girl lead the aquatic fish people of Earth in a revolt.
I mean, who hasn’t been there?
The Caped Crusader against the Man of Steel! Defender of Gotham against the Son of Krypton! Hardened city boy against country yokel!
No matter who wins…audiences kinda lose.
Some experimental artists can be a little strange. Those people look at Frank and say “dude, that guy is weird.” See, it can be really counter productive when you get too far inside your own head.
(Spoilers for Frank below.)
Let’s take a big budget special effects shaky cam Godzilla inspired monster movie featuring colossal destruction and make a pseudo-sequel that is a small tense thriller set in a bunker featuring only three characters. Yeah, that makes sense.
Most action stars get started in their younger days and ride that train for as long as they can until they go full Murtaugh and are too old for that shit. Liam Neeson went the other way. After reaching what may have been the height of his career in Schindler’s List, (I haven’t seen it, it’s in the queue), he decided to start training Jedi, batmen, and saving his family from eastern Europeans. By the time the first Taken was released he was already past 50. Turning 64 this June, I took a look at Neeson’s run of hard boiled action thrillers of recent years to see if you really can teach an old dog new CQC tactics.
