Should I Even Care?

So they announce that they’re bringing back Robert Downey Jr. into the MCU fold that he could play not Tony Stark a.k.a. Iron Man a.k.a. the role he made famous, but rather Doctor Doom – the arch nemesis of the Fantastic Four… a casting choice that was made shortly after their originally intended villain – Kang The Whoever – was dropped because the guy who played him in some Ant-Man movie was dealing with some legal issues.

And then they put out a live stream that had people waiting for a trailer that showed a bunch of chairs with people’s names on it. Apparently, this was enough to get the MCU diehards excited while anyone with a functioning brain would sit back and go… “huh?”

And then as the weeks pass, they announce other possible names added to this already bloated production that apparently doesn’t even have a finished script. Exactly how many people do really need to tell a good story that’s worth telling? What the fuck are we doing here?

The more I hear about this production, the more weary I become over the whole deal. It’s clear that Disney and Marvel wants to lure back some of the folks who dropped on the MCU train after Endgame by bringing back some of these old faces. This implies a severe lack of confidence in this new wave of characters to carry the franchise on their own. It’s also pretty clear that they want this to be the biggest and bestest Marvel movie of all time and… I say “good luck with that, pal. You’re gonna need it.”

It’s been no secret that my feelings towards the current MCU product has been largely ambivalent. I haven’t cared enough about what they’ve been putting out to actually sit down and give these things a watch. However, I can’t help but feel a bit of a perverse interest in the behind the scenes stuff that’s been going on. Sure, there’s some negative noise being bandied about here and there… but it is an Avengers movie. It’s usually a big deal and I’m sure that thing will make some bank and people will praise it to the high heavens.

With that in mind… I actually, sincerely hope that this movie bombs. Like absolutely totally fail at the box office to recoup its massively overblown budget to bring back all these talents that I’m pretty sure didn’t come cheap. I just want to see this thing fail miserably… if only because I’m interested in seeing what the aftermath of that whole deal is going to be. Having a couple smaller things crap out here and there – it’ll be business as usual and there’ll be some words about things changing when nothing actually did… but if an Avengers movie were to bomb – an Avengers movie with a massively bloated budget to account for all those overpriced actors, mind you – what would happen afterwards? Would we see a change in leadership? Would we scrap the whole deal and start anew? Do we give this thing a rest and let absence make the heart grow fonder?

And look, if it ends up being a success – which I’m sure it will be – then you know what? Cool, whatever. We all move on with our lives. But if it ends up being a failure… I don’t know. What happens afterwards? Where do we go from there? That feels like a more intriguing scenario than anything the monkeys writing these things could come up with.

That’s the strange mindset I have with this movie. I don’t care enough to watch it when it comes out in theaters, but I’m fascinated by any potential fallout that would come as a result of the massive failure of a major Avengers event film. That would be the more interesting story and potentially a better narrative than any scripted piece of MCU entertainment scripted in the past decade or so.

Anyway, I’m done. I’m going to get some shawarma.

Later.

Is Geoff Keighley A Tool?

Click here for all the details… but the answer is yes.

In other news, water is wet, the sky is blue, and the sun is yellow.

Also in other news, are there any true believers left in the house? You may want to hold on to your hats with this Sunday’s blog post thing.

And that’s about it.

But, yes, Geoff Keighley is a tool. Always has been, always will be…

And so is that Joe guy…

NO! Get lost, Joe! Nobody said you could appear!

I wasn’t even talking about you, man!

Goddammit.

Review #1222 – Tetris 1986 (MS-DOS) – Take 2

Had this one in the can, so let’s pull it out; a look at an updated version of the original MS-DOS version of Tetris that includes a Phantom Mode that makes square pieces invisible because in Soviet Russia, Line Clears You… or something. Played off Tetris Forever because I wouldn’t have known about this release otherwise.

Oh yes, it’s another Tetris review… meh.

Hart And Nash Feud Over A Chair (And Other Kayfabes)

Bret Hart was apparently invited to Summerslam and was upset that WWE never offered him a seat, but HHH’s best buddy Kevin Nash was. But then out comes Kevin Nash to claim that he never even made it to Summerslam and thus was offered no seat. No word from Chris Hansen as to whether he asked either man to take a seat.

Word has it that Nick Khan is pushing for HHH to book the match between Hart and Nash to main event the Royal Rumble from the benevolent and progressive kingdom of Saudi Arabia, with the added perk of making it a Seat On A Pole match, with whoever being able to grab the seat wins the match and the seat. HHH, meanwhile, is hoping to book the match as a main event for whatever WWE PLE show he can pull out of his ass to counter whatever AEW PPV is coming up that needs to be countered.

In other news, TNA President Carlos Silva continues cutting interviews to remind people that he exist and he’s looking for the right number to sell TNA to WWE.

Some of these stories may or may not be true. None of them matter because at least Bill Goldberg didn’t end your career.

Strange Newt Whurlds… Or Something…

I just want to spend a couple minutes to post a quick bit about how much I’ve been enjoying this third season of Strange New Worlds as of late. Yes, we had another wacky Spock episode that these people like to write because they’re such uncreative hacks (with another one on the way – fuck me), but beyond that, there have been some decent episodes.

Naturally, the season premiere puts the Gorn to bed so that we can forget about them… except not really because of Captain Plot Device and the Gorn babies in her. We introduce a new guy in the second episode for the sole purpose of killing him in the fifth. We have an episode that gives us Jim Kirk’s first taste of actual command and it goes about as well as you’d expect… hell, even the holodeck episode was actually a fun little romp.

Yes, there are some things that is keeping on yellow alert when it comes to this show. And apparently, my Paramount Plus subscription goes up just in time for them to lay down the other comedic Spock episode because the universe hates me… but otherwise, I can safely say that Season 3 is a far deal better than the second season and its atrocious swings at stupidity.

That, and no musicals… good job.

Post Birthday Post

So I turned a spry 44 this past Friday. Saturday we got a get together with family and friends. Nothing fancy; just a small meal and some cake. And I wanted to do a quick live show after, but I overslept during the day. It’s been something of a recurring issue and I would very much like it to stop.

On the other hand, though, I’m feeling about as well as I have as late. Some growls and aches, but otherwise, no worse for wear. I’ve been keeping up with treatments and medication. I need to schedule an appointment or two. Held it off only because I was on vacation and also because I’m trying to make sure I head into a medical appointment with a low heart rate for once… which is generally a result of low stress.

Sorry for the not so wonderful outlook on life after a birthday has passed. I know I’m supposed to be graceful for having lived this long and counting blessings for the days ahead… but I’m not exactly looking forward to the days ahead for a variety of reasons. And the only things that keep me going are the insignificant things… because they keep me sane.

Anyway… onwards, I suppose.

I don’t know where I was going with any of that… but eh, whatever.