Fanboys protest "Fanboys," or: Just how badly can one fuck up a movie?
Feb 21Ain’t It Cool has word of a fan-organized boycott of the Weinstein Company flick Fanboys, once a tender, wacky tale of a dying Star Wars fan who breaks into Skywalker Ranch to see Episode I, now some kind of idiotic nerd-mocking comedy, according to reports:
Now, after delaying the release of the movie for over a year, the Weinstein Company (the studio who owns it) has decided to recut the entire movie so that it mocks Star Wars fans. They’re planning to remove the cancer plotline and have the fans break into Skywalker Ranch for no reason at all – just because they’re “Death Star Dorks” (from the Weinstein Co. website). They plan to rip the heart out of the movie and turn it into a mindless comedy that ridicules Star Wars fans, instead of celebrating them.
This level of filmmaking idiocy is staggering. If you are making a movie about a specific segment of fans, and those fans are so upset by your movie that they are boycotting ALL of the movies you release, then you are doing something WRONG.
I don’t know if this is a true problem with misediting the film, or if this is all just idle speculation gotten out of hand, but DAMN. So very stupid. Either fix the damned movie, or at the very least, get some flunkie in the marketing department to jump on this fire until it’s put out.
"Not as easy as it used to be."
Feb 14I like the one-liners, I like the bit with the hat and the opening of the march. I’m not thrilled about the CGI. To his great credit, Shia Lebouf actually looks like a young Indy when he turns with that goofy idiot expression on his face toward the camera–that’s a Harrison Ford trademark, right there. The swashes swash and the buckles buckle.
I’ve upgraded my Terror Alert on Indy 4 from “God this will be sad” to “Maybe this won’t suck.”
Comic Shop Survey
Feb 13Over at his blog, Alan David Doane is working to compile a comprehensive survey on the state of comics retail today. Which is reason enough to click, but he’s also offering a comics prize package to his favorite responder. You now have no excuse: Go, reply, enjoy.
I saw the future and was blinded by my tears of joy.
Feb 13I skipped the Grammys, but was lucky enough to catch this performance of Kanye West with Daft Punk. Kanye rocked the house in his glowing shades and animated LED jacket, but the future showed up about halfway through and punched me in the face when Daft Punk appeared. They were wearing the Tron versions of their robot personas – as in, they wore black outlined with EL wire, the effect of which was amazing.
And then the camera looked over their shoulder at their instruments – my brain is still debating if they function or if they were just incredible electronic props, but I don’t care. I no longer yearn for my jet-pack – my future is here and I’m waving to you through the window as we rocket away.
More pictures and a crappy YouTube clip of the show after the jump.
