Welcome to the MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE!
What’s the deal with the MMC, you ask? Well, this is the weekly feature that sees me vomitin’ a bit of short prose at you, and then apologizin’ by way of showin’ off the worthwhile entertainment I’ll be checkin’ out throughout the week.
Then, if you’re not totally repulsed, you hit up the comments section and tell us about the movies, TV programs, video juegos, rap songs, snacks, and other delectables you’ll be chompin’ on so as to make the workweek a bit more bearable.
Yes, you’re right — it is sorta like show-and-tell for Internet Maniacs. Let’s boogie, y’bastards!
Nicolas Winding Refn has got himself a series on Amazon with comic book writer Ed Brubaker, which is wild. But it’s also wild that said series will be starring Miles Teller.
What is old is new again, with this year’s Call of Duty. After pushing the games to the boundaries of science-fiction, the series will be returning to its roots.
New Spider-Man: Homecoming trailer! Wherein Tony Stark gives Peter all sorts of dope technology, and then takes it away from Peter like an extremely confusing mentor.
Rogue One was, by and large to me, a mediocre turd (oh, turds come in *all* sorts of qualities, obviously) masquerading as a worthy installment in the Star Wars franchise. However, this fan-made VHS commercial for it is fantastic.
Is your gut full of acidic, barbaric superhero trailer? Tough tits, soft sac. Tomorrow we’re getting a new Spider-Man: Homecoming trailer! How do we know? A six-second teaser trailer has been dropped on Twitter.
Will Chris Evans play Captain America after Avengers: Infinity War and its sequel? Well, his contract is up. Well, who knows if his character will live through the movies. Well, despite those two factors, the actor said he’s open to it.
Who can take down a fucking Predator? William Adama, that’s who.
For better or worse, this trailer is exactly what you’d expect from Zack Snyder at this point. For me? The trailer is a collection of overly glossy, desaturated, heartless action, ill-executed jokes, and both literal and figurative garbage fires. The movie seems no better and no worse than any of his other DC movies, and how you interpret that statement is up to you.
(This is me just trying to be p. chill on a Saturday, I’m sure I’ll find my usual level of emotionally-unbalanced spleen about this later.)