The Movie Wasteland
The Movie Wasteland
Apr 08Fandango just invited me to “purchase advance tickets to The Benchwarmers today!”
Um, I don’t think so.
I hate the springtime. Yeah, shit blooms and grows and gets all green. Big damn deal. I live in California. Shit here is ALWAYS blooming and green.
What I need are those big phat summer blockbusters. X3, Superman Returns, Cars, and whatever else the movie industry sees fit to hurl in my face three times a day until I have no choice–none!–but to report to my local multiplex for active vegetative duty.
It should be an okay summer. Well, for me, it will be the greatest summer of my life, because my first child will be born in June. (Say it with me now: “Awwwwww.”) But for me as a moviegoer addicted to the mainline crack of summer films, it looks average to good at this point. X3? VERY doubtful. Cars? Probably fun. Superman Returns? Better kick my ass.
Otherwise, what do I need to daydream about while I wait for cinema to cough up its pretty, popular children? The Star Wars TV series? Yeah, right.
Amen, brother! I remain (foolishly) excited for X3, Ratner be damned. I saw that Kitty Pryde girl in the film that I think made them cast her and she is kind of fantastic.
I’ve been living in X3 central for months and months, so I’ve had to mentally block it’s stimulation, in case I’d go mad.
First, my roommate is an extra – he’s one of the Brotherhood. Powers unknown, but they told them to dress kinda urban tribal (Morlocks anyone?), so he work an old faded tie-dye and proclaimed himself laundry man.
Second, the kid playing Colossus is local, and my comic shop (being in a trendy part of Vancouver) has been actor-in-comicbooks-movie-doing-research central. Ethan (comic dude) says the kid actually knows comics (unlike Chiklis) but wanted to pick up the collections of the classic X-Men books he didn’t own. HERE COMES THE RUMOUR TRAIN! CHOO CHOO!
Apparently he worked his ass off on a Russian accent and the producers didn’t even want to hear it. They had already decided on no accent. Which I thought was sucky enough, but then it occurred to me that if they about-face and dub him, I’m going to be so pissed for that kid. Daniel Cudmore – I had to look his name up.
x3…I am cautiously optimistic.
i wish laundry man would come visit our place this weekend. we need his help! even if he has to bring juggernaut.
From what I’ve been told… going out and seeing a movie is not allowed for parents… You are only allowed to see the matinee, and only then if you’ve fed the baby a thimble of rum.
oh, the thimble of rum will be involved, movie or not. for me AND baby.