Just Cassini doing Cassini things. You know, capturing beautiful images of Saturn and its moons and rings and such forth and so on.
Nintendo is currently announcing more dope shit for me to not be able to find, as my Nintendo Switch hunt carries on interminably.
It turns out that Spider-Man: Homecoming‘s sequel will be the first Marvel movie to hit post-Thanos Throwdown. Indeed, the flick is going to kick off Marvel’s Phase 4, and serves as a token for how much the Cinematic Universe has evolved. The character tasked with shepherding us through all the changes in the MCU after the climatic Avengers movies is himself a token to the evolution afoot, having not even been a part of Marvel’s repertoire when the MCU started.
I have no hopes for X-Men: Dark Phoenix. While it isn’t being directed by Singer, praise the lords, it’s being helmed by his frequent collaborator Simon Kinberg. Which means that while it’s dope Dazzler will be making an appearance, my stokement is ultimately mitigated by the probability that this movie will be a turdo.
David Fincher produces gorgeous films. Brad Pitt is gorgeous. The two of them will combine to give the world the most gorgeous zombie movie ever. (Don’t come at me with superior movies, I’m just being cute, okay.)
Yeah, I didn’t get around to covering this during E3! But, whatever! Metroid Prime 4 is totally a game coming to Nintendo Switch, and if you believe the scuttlebutt, dropping next year.
Marvel ain’t in the business of good posters, folks.
‘Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom’ poster appeals to your nostalgia because the last movie was garbage
Fuck this poster and fuck Jurassic World.
Ron Howard is officially taking over directing duties for the Han Solo movie. And, man. Talk about pivoting from two interesting filmmakers to the most middle-of-the-road, inoffensive, boring-ass choice. The first two post-Lucas Star Wars offerings have een a shameless remake of the original movie, and a heavily reshot movie that cleaved far away from its director’s vision. I’m fearful Lucasfilm is straight-up afraid or unwilling to offer anything remotely fresh in a galaxy far, far away.