#Movies
Guillermo del Toro moving forward with DC COMICS MOVIE featuring Swamp Thing and Constantine.
Oh, Gilly. This is one of the things you’re doing instead of Episode VII? I mean, don’t get me wrong. I think this is pretty cool. Actually, sort of really fucking awesome. And yet, I can’t help but wish it was lower on your hierarchy of worthwhile projects. Or Star Wars was higher. Eh. Whatever!
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Michael Keaton wanted his third BATMAN flick to be like ‘BATMAN BEGINS.’
I can’t really enjoy any pre-Nolan Batman flick outside of the original Keaton ditty. Not anymore. Alas. Here is a bit of trivia though, since trivia is fun. Knowing it makes you feel big and strong. And virile. Or fertile. Yeah. Yeah! So here we go. Micheal Keaton wanted his third Bat-Movie to be an origin story.
‘ONLY GOD FORGIVES’ TEASER: It’s Refn awesome.
Yeah, I don’t know if Refn rhymes with “f’n.” It probably doesn’t. Whatever the case. Despite my light ribbing with Rendar over DRIVE that is going to eventually lead to him stabbing me, the Refn/Gosling combination gets me sprung. So, I’m pretty excited for this little teaser in its shitty resolution. Get!
Guillermo del Toro turned down ‘EPISODE VII.’ Well, taints.
Well, crap. This one is a kick to the jimmies. It is looking like a plethora of talented Hollywood directors want nothing to do with the utter landmine that Episode VII could turn out to be. Guillermo del Toro is one of those directors. Even prior to The Franchise’s Resurrection, my brother and I would bandy about this good sir’s name. His love of creature creation, his appreciation for the use of prosthetics and make-up over CGI. All of these were a few of our favorite things. Whelp, he is out. O-u-t.
WEEKEND OPEN BAR: theme song splendor!
[WEEKEND OPEN BAR: The one-stop ramble-about-anything weekend post at OL. Comment on the topic at hand. Tell us how drunk you are. Describe a comic you bought. This is your chance to bring the party.]
I want you to consider the following premises, keepin’ an eye peeled for similarities.
When a West Philadelphia-born prince ascended his Californian throne, he sang a little ditty. That time when the boxer prepared to avenge his friend’s death and defend America’s honor? You bet your ass he was jammin’ to some butt-rock. And when the world was ushered into the era of Y2J, it was greeted by the dulcet tones of a computerized countdown and processed vocals.
The conclusion: theme songs kick ass.
Hell, if you think about your favorite movie, TV show, or video game, chances are that it features some sort of soundtrack. Moreover, it’s also a solid bet that there’re clear-as-day, identifiable-as-hell themes woven throughout said soundtrack. While you’re experiencing this bit of entertainment, themes amplify the emotion at hand, whether it happens to be jubilation or intrigue or suspense. So affective, in fact, are theme songs that hearing them out of context can still teleport our consciousnesses to the space-time junctions of entertainment-inebriation.
Fighting Sephiroth.
Being devoured by a Great White.
Swoonin’ over a man with a license to kill.
If you count yourself amongst the OL faithful, then some of your life’s most consequential moments have probably been accompanied by a soundtrack. As such, I encourage you to respond to one or both of this weekend’s OPEN BAR prompts:
[What is a theme song you dig?][What would you choose for your own theme song?]
THE GANG OMEGA’S PICKS OF 2012: Eduardo Pluto Rambles on Another Year
Not trying to be insipid about this, but as I recollect the past year in my life, 2012 wasn’t very earth-shattering for me. It more or less amounted to another 366 days with some minor flourishes thrown in to keep it interesting (leap years are always cool, though). Several non-decisions on my part, no doubt, contributed to this, since I didn’t go out of my way to change it up too much, but things mainly worked out in a rather predicable fashion regardless. This subtle development, of course, has its own positives and negatives, neither of which is worth complaining about to any great extent because things were OK to begin with. And, similarly, since life is all about taking the good with the bad, when neither of which occurs to any major degree, the only thing to do is to take it as a slight lull in life’s symphony, artfully set to enhance its ambience when needed (as it will). I am sure, as time goes on and I keep on keepin’ on, moments from this past year will swell back up from the background and take on more significance until these mere moments become momentous. So seen this way, my new year isn’t merely about completing what’s left unfinished, but discovering what I didn’t even know was there—as I obviously don’t right now—because I couldn’t see that these moments will indeed be integral once they fit in perfectly with my forthcoming experiences. And that, my friends, is what I hope 2013 has in store for me: not simply making the future vibrant, but making the past more memorable when my dotted life connects. We shall see how it works out. Time, as it can only do, will tell.
New ‘MAN OF STEEL’ picture has Superman looking pensive. Or constipated. Constipensive.
Snappity! Here’s a new picture from Man of Steel, where our boy Kal-Guy is looking like serious. Super serious. That wasn’t an intentional pun.
Sequel to ‘THE RAID’ starts right after the original. Bone-breaking yes!
Last year’s brutal action flick The Raid was excellent for a variety of reasons. However, for my dollars-to-Jr. Bacon Cheeseburgers, what was particularly excellent was the sparsity of its plot. There was no pretense about what the movie was. Thy just wound-up the macguffin and let people break each other’s skulls for two hours. Now we have news about the sequel to the movie, and it is taking place right after the conclusion of the original. Here is hoping that it continues the simple premise, “here are some enemies, punch them.”
AMBER HEARD x THOR = My Mjölnir awakens. I apologize.
This picture is not as enticing as Alison Brie as Captain America, but Amber Heard doesn’t pull on the geek-cache like the former. Former? It is former, right? Anyways, yeah. Still rules. Also, I tried looking for credit for this picture to no avail. If you’re responsible, bless you. And let me know.
‘EVIL DEAD’ RED BAND TRAILER: Blood puking brutality.
I’m really vibing with the insanity coming out of the red band trailer for the Evil Dead remake. It looks all sorts of brutal, and most importantly it feels like its own entity. The further they get away from hallowed grounds with this “remake”, the better. I know some will proclaim that this sort of distancing is heretical, while tugging their stiffened enraged fan-glands through their shorts, but I respectfully disagree. I’d rather they carve their own path. Out of flesh and sinew.
