Tom Hardy to Suicide Squad: fuck ya’ll, I’m out. Warner Bros to Jake Gyllenhaal: bruh what you up to?
Man. I like, I don’t know anything about DC’s Suicide Squad. But the cast for the movie has been announced and it is fucking crazy. Like, off-the-walls, babbling incoherently, vomiting gleefully on your Nana crazy. And I mean that in a good way.
Here’s the trailer for Mad Max: Fury Road. Those who are calling it the best thing to come out of this year’s SDCC (and I assume they mean moving-pictures-wise, not comic books or anything else going on there) are probably not incorrect.
Lost awash my weekend of huffing used gym socks and playing Wolfenstein, and this week’s E3 bonanza was some more Marvel movie news. WHICH YOU WERE DYING FOR ‘CAUSE THERE HADN’T BEEN ANY IN LIKE NINE HOURS. Marvel’s wish-list for Dr. Strange has slithered out into the open, and it includes two interesting dudes.
Yeah so like, this is igniting the phat pipes of the Internet today. Tom Hardy as Mad Max. It isn’t anything special. The picture comes across as one of Hardy just trying to keep the sand out of his balls. So yeah, fantastique or something.
Tom Hardy! You can break my back any time you want, bro. You’re quite the berries when it comes to acting. So berries, in fact, that you may be enough to get me to give a shit about a Splinter Cell movie. Ooph, that was a sentence. What about you folks?
[Caff note: spoilers abound in the post-article comments area. You were warned. As well, Omega-Level sends out love, thoughts and best-wishes to everyone grappling with the DKR midnight shooting tragedy in Colorado]
How is anything supposed to follow The Dark Knight? Nolan’s trilogy ender will reap enormous numbers of attendees and box office dollars solely based on people wanting another TDK. Another round of dark, violent and unpredictable chaos in Gotham. Another villain as jarringly memorable as Ledger’s Joker. And another story that transcends comic roots and becomes lovingly embraced by the mainstream as a ‘crime saga’.
This might hurt your appreciation of Rises as it nearly did mine. In so many ways, this film feels like a direct sequel to Batman Begins. It notably takes the few elements it needs from the trilogy’s second chapter – Harvey Dent’s ‘legacy’, Rachel’s death and Bruce’s need to pass the mantle on – and forgets about the others, rejoining the stream Begins established seven years ago.
It’s awesome that the film feels like a much more appropriate bookend to Nolan’s trilogy in that regard. My fear was that the runaway success and rampant permeation of the Joker and TDK into popular culture would mean that everything about Rises would follow from, and be influenced by TDK, and only TDK. Not so. Not so at all. I’m definitely still a little dizzy off the high of the midnight venture to see this, and I’m sure I missed many more vital connections to TDK, so take his all as a sleep-deprived first gut reaction.
In exactly twenty-four hours, I will have begun the odyssey that is The Dark Knight Rises. So what am I going to do for the next twenty-three hours? Well, I’m going employ time-honored geek pastimes – readin’ my favorite Batman tales, talkin’ speculative nonsense with my chums, and drinkin’ Diet Mountain Dew until the point of blindness.
But thanks to Benjamin Santiago, frequent OL passenger and all-around rad dude, I’ll be able to spend the day talkin’ like BANE! Hit the hyperspace jump to watch Mr. Santiago’s tutorial!
Hey folks! Do you want a new full-length trailer for Dark Knight Rises? Of course you do!
More Dark Knight Rises photos! All the time!