So, the reviews coming in for Batman vs Superman: Your Childhood Is Dead have been less than positive.
But the movie has brought us some nice videos from enterprising fans who maybe produced a better version of the story than whatever Zach Snyder put together. I’ll be personally finding out Saturday night, but for now, enjoy some stuff that might make for a nice smile after the cut.
Look, no one logging in here today is looking for a Fantastic Four movie review. You want Star Wars. But I’m prepping for an unexpected but totally expected journey. I couldn’t go today. Instead, I went for this…whatever it was…on pay per view.
This week on the podcast, the guys and Jenny discussed the 80s.
Now, if I have a reputation around here, and I might, it may include how I am not much into nostalgia. That was, like, my biggest barrier to really enjoying Ready Player One. The big problem with nostalgia, I feel, is that it elevates stuff that maybe doesn’t deserve it. I have no problem loving things from my childhood that hold up, but these things should be good in their own right, not good because I thought they were awesome when I was 8.
Last Friday, the Batman vs Superman trailer dropped a wee bit early. And it was dark. Really dark. Maybe too dark? Remember when those two characters were brighter? Well, someone does. See the remix below the cut…
I’d like to start off by suggesting, maybe going so far as to assert, that I do exist. It is true I prefer not to pose for photographs, but I have a couple. And, furthermore, Watson doesn’t buy gifts. This is an Established Fact.
And while I would have preferred to have discussed my own rankings for various movies of the Batman or Superman variety, I think I will instead take exception to something Ryan said about how boring a Silver Age Superman movie would be. I happen to disagree, because such a movie (or two) already exists, and they’re not boring.
The entire geek portion of the Internet was united recently by the death of Leonard Nimoy. It was enough to get a lot of stupid talk about a dress off my Facebook feed, so even if it wasn’t enough Nimoy was one of the people who led me to science fiction, he has my gratitude for that one final favor.
And while I am a little saddened by the death of a man who I honestly never met, I am also not as shocked as I was by some past deaths. Nimoy’s health has been rather bad for a while now. There’s a reason even when he did some acting work, that it was done to keep his actual appearance to a bare minimum. But there’s something else to consider: Nimoy was 83 years old. As timeless as performances captured on camera can be, Spock got old, and he died. He wasn’t the first, he won’t be the last, and its something we will all do ourselves. What do we do when people we have never met, but have touched us in some way as we became the adults we are, die?