By Barry Neenan
The Road to El Dorado is better than many if not most other animated films, particularly from its era. And it is specifically better than Pocahontas.
Not that that’s a high bar.
The Road to El Dorado is better than many if not most other animated films, particularly from its era. And it is specifically better than Pocahontas.
Not that that’s a high bar.
There is one – exactly one – upside to the atrocious trailer for DC’s new edgefest, Titans, which hit the Internet two weeks ago. I now have the perfect opportunity to write about a concept very dear to my heart.
My friends, in this article – modestly entitled Titan Breezy: At the Heart Of The Ridiculous, The Sublime: The Genius of Dr. McNinja: Overly Long Title: The Stupid-Sad Synthesis – I will explain a phenomenon I have dubbed… the Stupid-Sad Synthesis. Which you, um… it’s less dramatic to reveal it like that when you’ve already WHATEVER
[This article contains spoilers for Incredibles 2 that anyone above the age of seven would probably guess anyway.]
It’s BIGGER!
It’s BADDER!
Ladies and gentlemen, it’s TOO MUCH for my willing suspension of disbelief!
Oh, Incredibles 2. I didn’t think I’d be writing a critical article on your villain. But as Syndrome would say, you can’t always count on your heroes.
Nowadays, the film market is oversaturated with inevitable superhero sequels. When I say inevitable, I mean that you can tell from the first movie that there are going to be two more of these whether there ought to be or not. See: the upcoming Ant-Man and the Wasp. In this context, Incredibles 2 is a little different in that it doesn’t need to exist and you wouldn’t have expected it to get made.
On April 21, director James Cameron made some controversial remarks about the Avengers franchise.
“I’m hoping we’ll start getting ‘Avenger’ fatigue here pretty soon. Not that I don’t love the movies. It’s just, come on guys, there are other stories to tell besides hyper-gonadal males without families doing death-defying things for two hours and wrecking cities in the process. It’s like, oy!”
At the time, there was a lot of backlash to this on social media. A lot of people pointed to a perceived hypocrisy; much of the fatigue around the Marvel Cinematic Universe comes down to the sense that they’re churning out sequels on a conveyor belt. Cameron can hardly take the high ground on that topic since he’s working on four (!) Avatar sequels even though much of the original response to Avatar was muted. It’s also unreasonable to say that families have nothing to do with Marvel movies like Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 or any of the Thor films.
[This article contains spoilers for Star Wars: The Last Jedi, we guess.]
I hope you’re sitting down for this, dear reader. I’m about to hit you with quite the revelation: Star Wars fans are arguing online.
Yes, with Disney’s revival of the Skywalker saga, a new generation gets to live and breathe the quintessential Star Wars experience of bickering violently over nothing. Is the casting tokenistic? Will we tire of the planned barrage of yearly films? Is The Last Jedi the worst film ever made? Isn’t Oscar Isaac dreamy? This article isn’t about these questions, although here are the answers: No, Yes, How quickly we forget Phantom Menace! TLJ had flaws but admirable intentions and easily beats any of the prequels, and Heck Yes.
Instead, I’d like to discuss the modern fandom’s largest but most controversial ship: the belief, strongly held by many, that the sweaty desert girl totally has the hots for the lanky fascist with poor impulse control. Who tortured her one time.
By Emmet Jones
To say that Disney’s live action adaptation of Beauty and the Beast didn’t have huge shoes to fill would be an understatement. The Oscar Winning & Best Picture nominated film, the only classically drawn animated feature to ever accomplish such a feat, is a gold standard in the Disney Pantheon, and creates treasured memories for many wide eyed fans who are young at heart.