Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Something Positive....CAPTAIN MARVEL


Something Positive, wherein we explore everything positive about film, tv, or experiences even if we didn’t care for it.  It is known that many people come together to create something they hope people will enjoy and not something that people will despise.  We like to look for the positive in everything and will share that with you in this series.

Captain Marvel sure wasn’t a movie I was looking forward to.  Honestly, I don’t find Captain Marvel the character entertaining or interesting in the least.  My only exposure to her in the comics was her role in CIVIL WAR II and in that she wasn’t endearing or sympathetic in the least.  During the events of the first Marvel CIVIL WAR at least you could see the sides on which Captain America and Iron Man were coming down on, you could understand both of their motivations.  Captain Marvel in CWII had a very vague moral compass and wasn’t altogether that intelligent or organized.  The character of Captain Marvel was very off putting and I didn’t care to follow her or any of her adventures as far as the comic books go.  When the movie was announced for me, it was going to be a hard pass.  I didn’t have any interest in watching this movie about this character.  I also skipped THOR 2 and IRON MAN 3, for many of the same reasons (I think Iron Man is only interesting when he’s playing with others, and Thor wasn’t interesting until Ragnarok).  So I didn’t feel compelled in any way to see this movie.

Well, circumstances being what they are I eventually ended up seated in the audience of the movie as an excuse to see my friend who did want to see this movie.  I put a up a fight about it, but eventually we sat down with my popcorn and soda in hand ready to watch the adventures of CAPTAIN MARVEL.  Academy Award winner Brie Larson stars as the titular character and this is, I think, only the second movie I’ve ever seen her in; the first being KONG OF SKULL ISLAND, where she also starred with Samuel L. Jackson and Tom Hiddleston, and John C. Reilly.  Also known as Nick Fury, Loki, and Nova Corpsman Dey.  These Marvel people are everywhere!!!  As far as acting goes, I thought she was fine.  Like so many problems in movies I think the acting is a reflection of the writing and the directing.  There wasn’t a whole lot given for Captain Marvel to do.  Her character went on some sort of emotional journey, I think, but it was all told through very brief and disjointed flashbacks about how in her previous life as Carol Danvers she was bullied through every stage of growing up.  But that’s just what I’m piecing together, the audience is never really told this.  Because of this character history we have no idea about and the fact that Carol is working through some sort of inter dimensional amnesia, the character comes off as cocky the entire movie.  Which isn’t a great selling point if you’re looking to continue a lasting franchise.  I didn’t feel sympathetic or invested in Carol despite the best that I’m sure Brie Larson was giving.  As well as making her cocky the creative team have made her incredibly over-powered.  She bursts through ships like she’s punching through tissue paper.  That level of strength, is exactly why SUPERMAN is so completely uninteresting too.  When you have a hero that powerful with no flaws or weakness it makes them no fun to watch.  Drama comes from conflict and if the conflict is easily solved because of a characters power level then there is little to no drama to hold my attention.  I’m sure this is all setting up something huge for the next phase of Marvel’s movies as the executives and producers of these films don’t really leave much unplanned.  But in terms of this movie it just isn’t great movie making.  Now that being said, I’m not going to lie; it was damn fun to watch CAPTAIN MARVEL burst through ships and knock out the big baddies.  Watching things go boom and faces get punched is why YouTube is so dang popular.  Even my wife, who hates watching those videos on YouTube will sit for hours and watch re-runs of WORLD’S DUMBEST.  As far your big budget, sci-fi money-shots go, this one lands right on the nose.  Does this make me interested in reading CAPTAIN MARVEL comic books?  No, not really.  But for movies you could do far, far, FAR worse. 

So the biggest problem I had with CAPTAIN MARVEL was the character of Captain Marvel.  What about the rest of the cast?  Let me start with Ben Mendelsohn, an actor whom I’ve been falling in love with since ROGUE ONE and then watched him ham it up brilliantly in READY PLAYER ONE.  He plays Talos a leader of the highly anticipated Skrulls.  Mendelsohn has the perfect timing of a grade A comedian, and also the acting chops of a skilled and matured thespian.  When he’s funny, he’s FUNNY.  When he has a heartwarming moment with his family, he’s absolutely endearing.  I certainly hope we haven’t seen the last of Talos in MCU because he’s great.  The addition of the Skrulls in this movie is interesting.  I certainly hope we get into storylines like THE SECRET WAR in the future of the MCU.  It wouldn’t surprise me if that was the next phase of the movie series.  To set up who is a Skrull imitator and who isn’t.  Revelations of heroes that really aren’t heroes would be absolutely devastating.

 ***SPOILER*** skip this section if you don’t want to know about ENDGAME.
What if Black Widow is still alive and her Skrull imposter was thrown to her death on Vormir?!?!

Samuel L. Jackson is not just back, he’s back to having fun in movies again.  I still don’t know how they did it.  Just like bringing Tarkin back from the dead in ROGUE ONE I have no idea how they de-aged Sam.  At no point did young Sam look fake, or rubbery, or too CGI-ey.  Young Sam Jackson was brilliant.  And it honestly looked like Sam Jackson was having fun making movies again.  Lately he’s had some amazing, AMAZING roles that I won’t understand why he wasn’t nominated for any of them.  But they were all…downers.  Real drags of people, situations, and stories.  In this movie it looked like he was actually enjoying himself and the silliness of it all.  It was fun to watch.

All in all, this is one of the smaller Marvel Movies.  Not as small as the Ant-Man flicks (Pun intended) but very self aware and self contained.  It didn’t move the needle one way or the other, and honestly you could quite easily skip this movie before watching AVENGERS ENDGAME.  This movie is NOT required viewing.  However, you would denying yourself a fun cosmic romp with some pretty funny moments from several brilliant actors who looked like they were having a nice time making this little sci-fi movie.

Monday, April 29, 2019

Top 10 Times A Disney Movie Made Me Cry.


Disney is the unmitigated master of the feels.  They know what stories will elicit the most tears; joy, sorrow, fear, etc. And which ones will conjure up excitement, tension, and remorse.  They are manipulators of the highest degree, taking anyone who chooses to join them on the emotional journey each movie presents without ever having to leave their theater seat or couch.  They’ve been doing it for decades, from Snow White all the way through to Toy Story 4.  When it comes to drawing out the tears no one does it quite like Disney.  I’m sure each one of us has their own story of how hard they cried during a Disney offering.  Who could sit there stone faced while Bambi and Simba tried to grasp the death of their respective parents?  Who didn’t sit with a dry eye as Woody and the toys held hands as they accepted death in Toy Story 3?  I want to share with you the ten times Disney turned me into blubbering sack.  To make this exercise a little more interesting, I will not be referencing the BIG tear inducers.  No talk of Bambi’s mom, no mention of Mufasa, and nothing from the first 10 minutes of UP.  These are universally recognized as perfect crying storms, so I want to go over the ones that are a little smaller, and a little more personal.

10)  THE FORCE AWAKENS – “Good to meet you Poe.”
              To be honest, I’m not a huge fan of the new trilogy.  But I wasn’t a fan of the prequel trilogy either.  So, I guess my love of Star Wars begins and ends with the first three movies, which I don’t think is improper.  When it comes to the new trilogy (at the time of this writing we’re still 8 months away from episode 9; so this opinion may change) they just never felt like “Star Wars” to me.  There is definitely some magic that is lacking if not altogether absent.  However, for the very briefest of moments there was a split second in TFA that not only felt like “STAR WARS!” it gave me boundless hope that maybe this truly was the movie I was waiting for after slagging through Episodes 1 -3.  And this precious moment came in the first twenty minutes of the movie.  It filled me with so much excitement that tears couldn’t help but leak.  I was transported instantly to my youth and the promise of adventure and excitement.
Stormtrooper FN2187 has just seen battle and it utterly grossed him out.  Aboard the ship he was stationed was an honest to goodness Resistance pilot who needed escaping from The First Order as much as he did.  Summoning a great deal of courage FN2187 help Resistance pilot Poe Dameron escape in a TIE fighter.  As they daringly escape Poe takes away FN’s number and gives him a name, Finn.  Finn, who was never called anything but his number is excited not only because they are actually escaping but because he has an actual name.  As they sail across the vastness of space with their enemy in pursuit, laser blasts sniping at them, the beeps and whistles of their ship calling for their attention, Finn breathlessly yells “Good to meet you Poe.” To which the reply back is, “Good to meet you too Finn.”  And the comradery of war, the botherhood forged in dark times emerges.  Its why we cry when Sam picks up Frodo on the side of mount doom.  Ordinary people, facing incredible odds, but remaining human.

9)  A MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL – “A gift for me?”
              There are only two ways to watch movie versions of Charles Dickens “A Christmas Carol”; ‘Scrooged’ with Bill Murray, which has no place on this particular list, and ‘A Muppet Christmas Carol.’  Personally, I prefer the latter version.  As a lifelong Muppets fan, I was intimidated and hopeful when I first sat to see ‘Christmas Carol.’  It was the first movie that Brian Henson had directed and more importantly it was the first Muppet movie made after the passing of their creator Jim Henson.  Could the Muppets survive without the guidance and wisdom of their founder?  This movie would tell us.  Not only did this movie delight the bejeezus out of me, ever since its release in 1992 it has become a tradition to watch this movie every Christmas.  Part of why I love this movie so much is the brilliant casting of Michael Caine as Ebenezer Scrooge.  On the commentary for this movie Brian Henson talks about Michael’s approach to the film.  That the only way he saw this working was for him to perform as if he was doing it for the Royal Shakespeare Company.  With all the silliness happening around his character, no one would believe the stakes if Scrooge wasn’t a real person.  And good grief does it work.  This Scrooge is definitely not the same person at the end of the movie as he was in the beginning.  Case in point, early on Dr. Honeydew and Beaker play local charity organizers looking for donations to the poor.  Scrooge being the miser and angry soul he was, tossed them out of his office with some of the most hateful words he could offer.  Less than 24 hours later, after his transformation, Scrooge encounters them again but this time opening his heart to make a sizeable donation.  Moved by this generosity, Beaker removes the scarf he’s wearing and gives it to Scrooge as a Christmas gift.  To which Scrooge, astounded, asks, “A gift?  A gift for me?”
Man, that gets me right in the feels.  Here’s a man through his own doing alienated himself from friends and family and probably hadn’t received a gift in years if at all during his lifetime.  I love Michael Caine’s reaction to this simple gesture, and the pure emotion that is gratitude for something that is as simple as a red scarf.  The tears by this point are already flowing, and then he has to go and drive the nail home by going, “Thank you.  Fifty times.  And a Merry Christmas!”  If you aren’t in the Christmas spirit by the end of this movie then there really isn’t anything else that can help you.  There are tons of great jokes, writing, and performances in this movie.  The songs are absolutely heartbreaking, including the one Robin sings at their Christmas dinner.  If you can get your hands on the director’s cut of the film you’ll hear the devastatingly beautiful song, “When Love Is Gone.”  All these great moments in the film are why this is such a beloved film in my house, but for me, the waterworks start flowing with Scrooge’s thanks.

8) THE RESCUERS DOWN UNDER – Bernard hangs on.
              This movie came completely out of nowhere.  The first “Rescuers” film came out of Disney Studios in 1977.  It can be argued if it is regarded as a classic or not, I think people remember moments of it more than they remember the whole film.  I personally consider it as a classic.  Thirteen years later Disney produces its sequel, “The Rescuers Down Under” in which two mice, Bernard and Bianca travel to the Australian Outback to save a young boy named Cody who was kidnapped by a poacher looking to use the child to kill the last Australian Golden Eagle in existence.  In the first “Rescuers” we were treated to the awful Madam Medusa who kidnapped little Penny to reach a giant diamond.  When writing “Down Under” I can’t imagine the story meetings that took place to create the even worse McLeach.  Not only is McLeach worse than Medusa in just about every conceivable way, he was voiced by George C. Scott, who has a rather colorful history himself.  At the films climax Bernard, Bianca, and their guide Jake are trying desperately to save Cody who has been tied up with rope and tossed into a wild river.  Their only real hope is to untether either him or the eagle.  All seems hopeless and Cody starts going down, Bianca and Jake let the rope go but get the eagle free.  At this point we have no idea where Bernard or Cody are.  The eagle then snatches Cody up from the river and takes to the skies.  As the rope around Cody is loosened everyone is still looking for Bernard.  Cody lifts up the last bit of rope that kept him bound and hanging tight on the end of it is the brave Bernard. 
Talk about the never-say-die spirit.  This little mouse has no super strength, no athletic ability, nothing that would allow him to lift an eleven-year-old boy out of a raging water, but still he holds on.  Still, he will try to save him.  Because that’s who Bernard is.  Bernard doesn’t quit and he’ll either lift this kid out of the water or go down with him.  That is courage, that is self-sacrifice, and every time Cody lifts him up and says “C’mon little guy” I burst into uncontrollable tears.  Bernard is the brave you only hear about in old tales and folklore.  Which is why his role in this movie is amplified; because even though he’s courageous enough to follow someone in the jaws of death, he can’t work up the nerve to ask Bianca to marry him.  What a great bit of writing that is.  The whole movie he can’t find the ability to humble himself to ask this beautiful woman to marry him.  But he’ll follow a kid to the gates of hell and still try to pull him back out.  Only after this self-sacrificing act does Bernard find it within him to ask Bianca to be his wife.  Of course, she says yes.  Because she loves him, and because he’s a good mouse, and a hero.

7) MONSTER’S UNIVERSITY – “We weren’t friends before.”
              For my money, Monsters U was a far more complex and fulfilling story than Monsters Inc.  I know, I know, that’s heresy because first and foremost, Monster’s U doesn’t have Boo in it.  I’m not saying I’m correct, but it is my preference.  I think the emotional journey Mike and Sully go through is a much larger one in this prequel, and I think the stakes are just as high if not higher.  We have a young Mike Wazowski eager to prove his monster worth by becoming a world class scarer, and a young James Sullivan hoping to use his natural ability to frighten to just coast through his classes and continue to uphold his family name.  Through their needless rivalry with each other they both end up kicked out of the Scaring Department and now must fight with their new fraternity brothers in a series of contests in order to regain entry into the program or face leaving the school entirely.  Facing the terrible alternative at the final competition, Sully decides to cheat and secure the win.  Of course, like most cheaters, Sully gets caught.  Mike is devastated because he always thought that if he just worked hard enough, if he just wanted it bad enough, he too could be a world class scarer.  But of course he just can’t.  He doesn’t have it.  Sully does in fact have what it takes to be a world class scarer, but he lacks so much confidence that he chooses to cheat and lie with every opportunity. 
              The two of them find themselves in a predicament later on, where they are stuck in the human world, and more than just facing the real demons who are chasing them, they now face the psychological demons that have haunted them their whole lives.  Sully breaks down and admits that even though he’s this big tough monster, full of muscle, tenacity, and a massive roar, he’s really a scared child.  He’s under incredible pressure to live up to his family’s proud history and the thought of failure absolutely frightens him.  Mike is listening to this monster who for the entirety of the movie has been his rival, has been a jerk to him and received poor attitude from him, why would this monster want to admit this now?  He asks as much, “Why are you telling me all this now?”  Sullen in the face and even a little frightened about what it might mean to admit something true he tells Mike, “Because we weren’t friends before.”
              And Hillal loses it.  Tears like Niagara.  Friendship is a strange bond to forge.  Most of the time its effortless as we gravitate towards people with similar interests and beliefs as us.  Sometimes it can be hard and messy and made only under the most extreme of circumstances.  Friendship is so often underappreciated.  We take it for granted when we have it and then notice its absence wholly when its gone.  Watching two people go through duress, admit that they’ve treated each other poorly, but still wind up as friends; that’s beautiful.  That’s poetry.  Damn you Pixar.

6)  SAVING MR. BANKS – Colin Ferrell as Travers Goff
              I wanted to include something Mary Poppins because I love the story so much, but the more I drilled down on why I love that story; because of the redemption of George Banks and his relationship with his children, the more I realized that its really Travers Goff’s story I’m moved by.  Author of Mary Poppins, P.L. Travers and her relationship with Walt Disney in the producing of her books into picture is that of legend.  This movie doesn’t even fully do their conflicts justice.  While we know about P.L. and her partnership with Disney what was less explored was her relationship with her father.  Travers Goff, her father, is played with utter brilliance by Colin Ferrell.  How good is he?  Before this movie I was a casual fan of his, enjoying his part in movies like Daredevil and From Bruges.  After this movie I am an unabashed fan.  I will see him in anything.  Don’t even get me started on the magnificence of his performance in FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM.  I could go on for hours about what he did for that movie.  However, this movie he plays the super fun, super imaginative, and ultimately super irresponsible father to the legendary author.  Travers fights very real demons, namely alcoholism, which keep him from holding down a job.  Because of his inability to kick the hooch he constantly lets down his wife and throws their financial security into…what’s worse than jeopardy?  Super jeopardy?  He throws their financial security into super jeopardy.  But he never allows his daughters to see this and is constantly coming up with games for them play, adventures to partake on, and stories to hear.  It is clear his young P.L. loves her daddy with all her heart and he loves her.  Even with all the darkness he constantly brings down upon them with his actions their love is unparalleled.  In the end Travers succumbs to TB and passes, but that’s not the most heart wrenching scene.  For me its when young P.L. surprises him at his work and watches as he, heavily intoxicated, makes a complete ass of himself and gets fired.  Again.  He sees his daughter, and the look of complete shame that overcomes him is heart wrenching.  As a new father at the time of this movie’s release I understood his fear, his doubt, and his failure all with one glance.  It brought me to tears and I firmly believe that Colin Ferrell should have received award recognition for this performance. 

5) THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE – Olivia says goodbye and Dawson joins the team.
              “The Great Mouse Detective is one of the most underappreciated movies, and is my absolute favorite animated Disney movie, pretty much ever.  Not only is it great fun but Vincent Price is the villain!  It doesn’t get any wilder than that.  His character Professor Ratigan is concocting a plan to take over as the new king of all mousedom (despite his being a rat).  It includes a faux mechanical version of the Queen and he requires Hiram Flaversham, a local toymaker, to build it.  So he kidnaps Hiram in the middle of the night, leaving his young daughter Olivia all alone.  She seeks out the help of greatest detective in the kingdom, Basil of Bakerstreet.  Through many trials and tribulations which see the group successful in rescuing Hiram, Basil and Olivia of course grow closer as they share the adventure.  By the end, the logically cold and distant Basil has started to care for the young lady and when it comes time for them to say their goodbyes it can be a tear jerker for sure.  Layered on top of that is the relationship Basil begins forming with Dr. Dawson who first stumbled across the young Olivia in the streets of London.  He also joins in the hunt as more the caretaker of Olivia and then begins to earn his stripes as a detective as they journey continues.  All throughout the movie he never quite felt like part of the team.  Oftentimes seeing himself as more of a hinderance to Basil, most of the time being the cause for them getting into trouble.  By the end though Basil welcomes Dawson in partnership with him, to which Dawson joyfully accepts.  I love this movie so much.  Its just more of that Disney message that really affects me; that anyone in your life can be family.  I saw this movie when I was 6 years old, and I constantly return to it for entertainment and emotional gratification over 30 years later.

4)  RATATOUILLE – “A great artist can come from anywhere.”
“Anyone can cook.”  Hot damn is that just the best saying you could ever tell anyone?  Young or old.  I have a hard time thinking of anything better to say to someone throughout their life.  That simple message has stuck with me for years.  “Anyone can cook.”  When first uttered at the beginning of this amazing movie you don’t really think about the importance of that phrase.  It’s the title of a cookbook and is quite honestly, something you would see in the bargain bin at a dollar bookstore.  “Anyone can cook.”  But then later in the movie, after watching Remy and his trials you begin to understand the brilliance of this message.  Anton Ego, world famous food critic has come to the restaurant of the book’s author, Gusteau’s, after its sudden and unexpected shift in management.  Its head chef is a rat, named Remy who has had quite the adventure over the course of this film.  Remy’s dream is to cook, which is fulfilled through the most brilliantly absurd ways.  But because the restaurant is garnering attention, Anton feels it is his duty to bring it down to size.  His revelation in the wondrous taste of the food is quite possibly the best 15 seconds in film history.  It also encapsulates precisely what it means to receive a meal so delicious that only emotion can describe it.  When he then finds out the origins of the chef who made his meal he quite literally shook.  All his beliefs now come into question.  He must now admit to himself that he understand what Gusteau was trying to say.  “That not everyone can become a great artist.  BUT a great artist CAN come from anywhere.”  That’s powerful.  That’s the message a lot of us in our youth needed to hear, and its what so many of our youth today need to hear.  It doesn’t matter where you come from, how humble your beginnings, if its in you, if you have the desire:  Anyone can cook.

3.  CARS 3 – Doc’s Colors –

The CARS movies get an undue amount of bad juju thrown their way.  So much so that they are often referred to as the weakest of the PIXAR offerings.  Which is unfair because all three of the movies are absolutely entertaining, endearing, and heartwarming in so many respects.  CARS has a special place in my heart, I love the characters so much.  Even though I really hate the idea of car racing.  I’m just not interested in that world.  I’m not a gear head and the only car I’m interested in is the one that gets to me work on time.  Watching Lightning McQueen go on a three movie journey has been quite special.  In the first movie he was an unlovable dill hole.  The 2nd movie he was dealing with world famous and trying to be a good friend.  In the 3rd he was dealing, with what quite a bit of PIXAR movies these days are dealing with mostly; passing on the torch. 
The generation of racers he belongs to are becoming obsolete.  Newer cars, with newer technology are becoming the stars of the show.  Lightning is finding himself in a world that is familiar and new all at the same time.  He’s also having a hard time letting go.  He’s still allowing his racing ability and his determination to win define who is.  All the while he’s missing the most obvious protégé to pass his knowledge on to in his trainer Cruze Ramirez.  In CARS 3 we are dealing with the death of Lightning’s mentor, Doc Hudson.  There’s so much great stuff about Doc in this movie, it is quite literally a tear fest from the middle of the 2nd act.  But what knocked me out emotionally was the end.  That last few minutes of the movie.  Lighting is now the mentor for Cruz who is tearing up the racing circuit.  Under Lightning’s tutelage there is no limit to where she can go or what she can achieve.  Lightning honors this role and his personal mentor by changing his color from that oh so famous red we know him for, to the subdued blues of Doc Hudson.  When Lightning rolls out in Doc’s colors I damn near lost it.  I sobbed like a baby in the middle of a half filled theater.  What a great way to honor not just the character but the man who voiced the character, actor and racing legend Paul Newman.  Those who leave us are never gone as long as we remember them.  This little gesture honored a character, a man, and a legacy.  Damn you again, PIXAR.

2.  WRECK-IT-RALPH  - “I’m bad, and that’s good.”
The easiest road to Tear Town is whenever a character sacrifices themselves for love.  Love of friends, love of community, love of the greater good.  THE IRON GIANT is the supreme example of that.  Well…THE IRON GIANT and Jesus Christ of course.  But the sacrifice of a character means nothing if it isn’t earned.  Has this character endeared us in any way?  Have they always been self-sacrificing and this is just another link in a chain of their appropriate behavior?  Were they huge jerks who finally saw the error of their way?  Did they learn anything about themselves and the world and that’s what motivated their decision?  It’s a tricky act to follow through on.  If its too cheesy the audience rejects it.  If it isn’t earned through trials and tribulations than the movie falls apart.  The character Ralph in the movie of his own namesake, is by definition and origin, a bad guy.  Someone who is designed and programmed to behave selfishly and negatively to others in the video game he inhabits. 
Ralph is the villains of a game Fix It Felix Jr., and all he wants is a little recognition for himself.  To change his code and try being a good guy.  But he just can’t.  His childish and immature attitude about what it means to be a good guy continuously drives him to make horrible decisions that in the end are designed to benefit only him.  He ends up befriending a little girl named Vanelope in her video game, a racing game called Sugar Rush.  Through many faults of his own, Ralph’s actions lead to the break down and total apocalyptic destruction of Sugar Rush, but because Vanelope is considered a glitch in the system she cannot leave the game and will be forced to die as a virus Ralph unleashed destroys her world.  The only hope is for Ralph to destroy a layer of Mentos on top of a diet soda volcano in order to create a scalding beam that will attract and obliterate the virus.  As he attempts to do just that the baddie of Sugar Rush, King Candy, beats Ralph mercilessly and then ties him up in a hold, forcing Ralph to watch as the viruses move closer and closer to Vanelope.  This guy is making Ralph watch his only friend in the world die.  In what he knows must be done he throws King Candy off of himself and flings himself at the candy rooftop, determined to sacrifice himself to save his friend. 
All this would be enough, but Disney knows just how to sucker you when you least expect it.  You see, at the beginning of the movie Ralph is part of a group therapy meet whose affirmation is, “I’m bad, and that’s good.  I will never be good, and that’s not bad.  There’s no one I’d rather be than me.”  A pretty mundane saying, especially when a group of uninterested characters parrot it back without much thought.  But as Ralph is plummeting to his most assured death he begins to say this mantra to encourage himself, to affirm that this choice is the right choice.  That he is going to give himself so that his friend can live.  Holy crow does this force the water from my eyes like a leaky shower head.  In that instant Ralph truly does cease being a bad guy and understands that being a hero to just one person, is enough to make you a good guy.

1.  A BUG’S LIFE – “Ants don’t serve grasshoppers.”
Before there was Captain America getting the stuffing beat out of him and then standing back up going, “I can do this all day.”
Before Captain Marvel stood every time she was knocked down by someone bigger and stronger than her.
Before Harry Potter stood up to Voldemort and defeated him.
There was Flik. 
Not particularly strong, way too bright and far too imaginative.  Eager to help, desperate to make a difference, attempting to change up the norm, a little ant named Flik set in motion a mantra I still use to this day when the going gets tough.  If you don’t know the story of A BUG’S LIFE by now, shame on you.  I’m not going to review the finer details of it.  I’ll just jump straight to the end.  Hopper, the leader of the grasshoppers understands that the ants he forced into servitude for himself and the other grasshoppers outnumber his small gang a hundred to one.  The only way to continue ensuring their picking food and giving it to them is with a show of sheer force.  Flik’s determination to get out from under their rule has fallen apart and now Hopper is seriously PO’ed.  He has the crap kicked out of Flik in front of the whole ant colony and Flik’s friends.  Its wince inducing bad.  Flik is almost killed at this beating.  Mercifully the thrashing stops and Hopper addressing the ants, telling them how stupid and weak they are.  When from behind him the weak voice a single ant rasps out, “You’re wrong.” 
Everyone turns, and watches as weak kneed, bruised and beaten Flik, stands back up.  He doesn’t cower when once back on his feet.  He doesn’t cover his head and hide.  He stands with his chest out, eyes determined, and all together fearless as he tells Hopper “Ants don’t serve grasshoppers.”  Flik’s speech inspires the colony and as one family show their true strength and drive the grasshoppers from their home once and for all.  But all of that initiated by the simple words of a lone brave ant.  An ant who stood up, even though he was weaker.  Even though he was smaller.  Even though he had no chance of winning on his own.  He stood and told off his persecutor.  He declared his beliefs and in his bravery instilled doubt and fear into his enemy.  All with four simple words.
“Ants don’t serve grasshoppers.”

Saturday, March 30, 2019

SOLO: A Star Wars Story


Boy, if you were to do a search on YouTube today you would find quite a bit of hate about Solo and a little bit of jubilation.  And that jubilation would be directed at how spectacularly Solo flopped at the box office.  Because if there one thing the internet loves it’s watching the hard work of hundreds of people fall on its face.  Especially if its Star Wars.  It always strikes me odd at how much everyone can unanimously love Star Wars yet wait with baited breath and anxious glee to watch it fail and then revel in its demise as we sacrifice a Ewok to our blood god and gorge ourselves on Wicket’s flesh.  We get perverse joy out of hating Star Wars with as much ferocity as we love it.  We are Gollum and Star Wars is our one ring.



Now arguably, there are few people as beloved in the entirety of the Star Wars universe as Han Solo.  You get within striking distance with Leia, Boba Fett, and Yoda.  Luke is a front runner and Darth Vader is intimidatingly tough to top.  But Han Solo clearly and literally soars above them all.  He’s everyone favorite for a plethora of reasons.  He plays by his own rules, he’s devastatingly charming, he owns (stole) his own ship, he’s constantly on the run, he’s funny, yadda yadda yadda.  Even when he’s a curmudgeonly old man he’s still enjoyable to be around.



I attribute a lot of what makes Han, Han to Harrison Ford.  As a child, teenager, and adult I really can’t think of a time in my life when I haven’t wished to be Harrison Ford.  Can you honestly say the same?  From Han Solo to Indiana Jones, to Rick Deckard, they are all undeniably infused with the coolness of Harrison.  The characters and the actor are essentially the same person.  You can’t say Han, or Indy without thinking of all the best of Harrison.  So is it any wonder why people have been waiting over 40 years for Han Solo to have a movie of his own?  We love Han Solo because we love Harrison Ford.  So when it was announced  that Han Solo would have his origin story told to us, we as a collective audience ran the gamut of emotions.  We were finally excited to have Han have a movie of his own, but who…WHO would have the seemingly insurmountable task of being a non-Harrison Ford, Han Solo?  Who would have the audacity to attempt something so difficult?  The call went wide and far spanning the ever reaching corners of the internet.  Personally my favorite choice at the time was Dave Franco.  Ultimately, the die were cast and the role went to Alden Ehrenreich.  And the world went…




You mean the kid who played the terrible actor in Hail, Caesar!?  Well, I mean, I guess that could work.  He kind of resembles Harrison Ford.  Okay, sure.  But as news of production began to leak and the ever increasing turmoil the movie seemed to face; the confidence of the fans were legitimately shaken.  Original directors Phil Lord and Christopher Miller were let go of the film due to creative differences with Lucasfilm President Kathleen Kennedy.  Ron Howard fresh from two mega flops, In the Heart of the Sea, and Rush was brought on to not only continue filming but re-shoot a large portion of what was already in the can.  And then, one of Ron’s first orders of business was to hire Alden Ehrenreich an acting coach.  All this info did not fill the active Star Wars community with new hope.  Things began to perk up when we learned that Woody Harrelson would be involved and then when Donald Glover was cast as Lando, and that Emilia Clarke who is still riding high on her success in GOT (and truth be told I really enjoyed her in the last Terminator movie) was set to co-star things were optimistic.  However; Ron Howard joining the band and re-filming scenes as well as the amount of bloat a Star Wars movie generally requires, with things like CGI set pieces, costumes, editing, sound, etc. reports began coming out about the ever-expanding budget for a movie that is technically a spin off.  Suddenly the little movie that should have just been a fun romp with our favorite Star Wars character became an overbudgeted sci-fi epic that parent company Disney absolutely needed to be a gigantic smash hit.  Which, it failed at achieving.  With too many changes of the guard and re-shoots the budget quickly ballooned to approximately $275 million and that’s not including the advertising for the movie, which was everywhere.  I don’t know how it was in the rest of the country but in Los Angeles you couldn’t look at a bus, order fast food, or turn on TV without SOLO blazing a trail across your corneas.  Worldwide during its run in the box office, it pulled in an impressing $393 million dollars.  Not quite enough to break even.  Estimates put that SOLO needed to attract at least $500 million to cover the cost of what was spent.  Falling $100 million short of its base, means that SOLO is a box office flop.  And boy was the internet alive with that news.  You’d never seen people happier to see something they love, fail so hard.  A lot of that ire is pointed directly at Lucasfilm President Kathleen Kennedy and her alleged SJW agenda.  Now I am certainly not attracted to anyone who attacks their fans openly.  Its why I have stopped being a Rian Johnson fan, even though I still enjoy LAST JEDI quite a bit.  His assault on Star Wars fans is breathtakingly stupid and perhaps it’s that ire that has transported itself over to SOLO. 

Maybe fans were finally doing what I’ve been telling people to do for years.  Vote with your wallet.  Maybe people were overloaded with STAR WARS.  After all, LAST JEDI opened only 6 months before SOLO.  Box office fatigue could be a factor for the failings.  The problem I see with STAR WARS now that it has fallen under Disney’s watchful, Sauron-esque eye, is that it’s trying to answer questions nobody was asking.  Just like Lucas did with episode 1, we don’t really care about Anakin as a little, adorable kid.  Or Boba Fett, we don’t care about his youth.  As comedian Patton Oswalt puts it in his stand-up routine, “I don’t need to know where the stuff I love comes from.”

The hardest hurdle I think this movie had, was getting over the fact that Han wasn’t Harrison Ford.  As previously discussed it is nearly impossible to separate the two (Even though I’m sure Harrison Ford wishes you would, considering his sheer contempt of being Han Solo)  People the world over were not ready to even entertain the idea of someone being the beloved character.  I know I sure wasn’t.  I couldn’t stand the fact that someone they didn’t know what going to be their beloved Han.  When I saw this movie, I wasn’t prepared to give Alden the chance.  I was ready to hate, hate, hate.  And you know what…I didn’t.  Quite the opposite, I enjoyed Alden and this movie quite a bit.  To me, Alden was a lot of fun to watch.  His interpretation of Han Solo was interesting.  Instead of doing his impression of Harrison Ford, which could only have ended in disaster, he did his best to play the role precisely where this character was at this point in his life.  You could see the shades of what he would become as his fate would soon tie him to The Battle of Yavin.  This Han had the charisma, the swagger, and the confidence of the Solo he would become but it never worked out for him.  As if he knew he could pull off these cons and talk his way out of situations and was profusely astounded whenever it just would not work.  Like he couldn’t believe the magic of Han wouldn’t turn events in his favor.  Like when I would watch a movie with a confidence man like Han or say Danny Ocean, and then try to apply these tactics in real life only to watch it blow up in my face.  I would ponder, going “I know this would work.  In this situation I know these words and this response should be swaying the discussion in my favor, but it isn’t.  Did I say the magic words wrong?  What happened?”

This Han knows he can make miracles happen.  He can make the impossible, possible.  And when it doesn’t turn out the way he knows it should, it frustrates him.  Its incredibly fun to watch, if you can disassociate the role away from Harrison Ford.  Emilia Clarke is always fun to watch, and I really liked her as Qi’ra.  Qi’ra, like the role Emilia is most famous for, Daenerys, is more than what she seems.  Quiet, but watchful.  Humble, but calculating.  Meek, but dangerous.  She always knows more about what’s going on than she reveals and is constantly plotting.  She has a larger picture for her life in mind and she is a force to be reckoned with because you do not see her coming at you until it’s too late.   The more time we spend with her, the more we learn about her true nature.  Especially when she reveals her mastery of Teras-Kasi, which was the unfortunate Star Wars fighting game released on the first Playstation system.  We’ll…we’ll speak less of that, but still, nice to see some continuity in the Star Wars universe.  Her character reveal and open ambition comes as a satisfying wrap up to her character by the end of the movie.  Judging this movie by the outcome of the box office however, chances are we’re not going to following her story any further than the end of this.

Now, the two characters surrounded by the largest of controversies, Lando and his companion L3-37, or just L3.  Lando played, quite brilliantly, by Donald Glover.  It’s mentioned that he’s “pansexual” to be honest I really have no idea what that means but a lot of people are upset by that.  And I get it.  I think everyone getting tired of identity politics in any form.  It would be nice to escape such things for at least two hours but in terms of this movie I really didn’t feel as if this was the case.  It’s not like Lando was sitting around going, “Hey Han baby, you know what it means to be woke?”  Apparently, Lando will make sweet sweet love to just about anything.  L3, the ship, his capes; and honestly if I looked like Donald Glover, I would too.  His attractions were more of an implication in the movie and didn’t really go much further than that.  I honestly really enjoyed Donald Glover’s performance.  He was the confident that Han is striving to be.  And it looks like Donald Glover had a great time in this role.  I would love to see this Lando return, even though I am anxiously and nervously waiting for the original Lando to return in Episode 9.  Fun side note, Billy Dee, THE Lando gave my wife the once over at a Hollywood Collector’s Show where he was signing autographs.  You know you’ve got a hottie when Billy Dee’s eyes start down, go up, and back down again.  The newspapers in Glendale, CA the next morning should have read “local boy marries good.”

L3 was an okay character.  I found L3 humorous in that she had some funny lines.  But I didn’t see too much of a social agenda as is being claimed all over the place.  Yeah there were some lines about equality and freedom, and stuff like that.  But who cares, it was funny.  The twist at the end where she becomes incorporated into the Millennium Falcon was interesting.  The Falcon is regarded as one of the fastest ships in the SW universe.  Not because its particularly sleek, or especially aerodynamic, or that it even has an impressive engine or thrusters.  Its because the computer on the Falcon can chart light speed quickly.  Actually, its L3 that can chart the fastest light speed route and when circumstances arise that require her to be integrated into the computer of the Falcon it establishes the known lore and roots the origins of the legendary ship.  There is a lot to unpack from this movie.  The action is pretty fantastic per the standard SW norm; the fight scenes are intense; and the ultimate question of “who shot first” never has to be asked by the time we reach the film’s conclusion.  Even my favorite Howard brother, CLINT, shows up for a scene.  If you can’t appreciate a movie that has Clint Howard in it, what can you appreciate?

In conclusion this movie is not as bad as the other reviewers would like you to believe.  I certainly understand the ire, nobody likes being told we’re stupid by movie makers and then expect us to go out and buy tickets; that only proves their point.  For that, SW as a whole has lost points with me.  And for crying out loud please stop using SW for political agendas.  The whole reason we go to the movies in the first place is to escape things like that.  We want to be taken to a galaxy far, far away, not reminded of how terrible the humans in our real life can behave towards each other.  If you do desire to say something about the times we’re living in study closely the writing of Rod Serling or Richard Matheson.  Masters of the craft and brilliantly blending social commentary with entertainment.  They didn’t beat you over the head with it, they used it to their story telling advantage.
If you haven’t seen SOLO, you owe it to yourself.  It’s fun.  The characters are interesting, the story compelling, and as long as your not going in with a negative attitude already in place I’m sure you’ll find that it would make an enjoyable addition to your SW movie collection.


Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Disney TV: Part 2 - Ducktales 2017

I love that my childhood encompassed both the 1980’s and the 1990’s, I love that I got to enjoy such classic  shows like He-Man, Transformers, G.I. Joe and….
*Go bots?
But then, immediately around the corner from all those great (toy commercials) shows, I got to partake in the original Disney Afternoon lineup of programming.  With shows like Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers, Talespin, Darkwing Duck
*Even Bonkers was pretty good.  That’s right, I said it.
And of course, the iconic Ducktales.  Now for me personally, I was always more of a Darkwing Duck and Talespin kind of guy.  Darkwing laid claim to my heart long ago, and I don’t see it becoming unseated any time soon.  That’s not to say Ducktales had no special place in my past.  Ducktales was the pivot point for many of the shows I love.  Without the success of Ducktales there would have been no Disney Afternoon.  At the time, the adventures of Scrooge McDuck and his family was one of the best written shows on.  It was thrilling, scary, and at times moving.  Whatever you were interested in, whether it was science fictions, noir, comedy, there was something for everybody.  This not only built a strong fan base, but kept them loyal throughout the years.  Even without a show on the air, Ducktales stood the test of time because of what they had built and how they treated their fans.
That’s how strong a property it was, even the video game for the Nintendo Entertainment System was a massive hit that spawned a successful reboot.  And now, over thirty years later, the beloved cartoon is brought back to us in glory!  Look, there is nothing that can replace the original show.  It was lightening in a bottle, it was a magic formula that could never be repeated.  It was everything a childhood could want.  That being said, this new version is absolutely amazing.  Its better than it has any right to be, its funnier than 95% of what’s on TV already, and above all its just plain fun.  I don’t actually look forward to a lot of what’s on these days.  Even shows I like I lost interest in after about 5 episodes.  But if I know a new Ducktales is on, I make it a point to watch it as soon as humanly possible.  Its really that good.
It is nigh on impossible to talk about Ducktales without mentioning Alan Young who was the voice of Scrooge McDuck from 1974 up until his death in 2016.  


To think of Scrooge is to think of Alan Young, much like how to think of Goofy is to think of Bill Farmer, or to think of Minnie Mouse is to think of Russi Taylor.  The voice is synonymous with the character.  How do you find someone and charge them with the insurmountable task of taking lines like “Bless me bagpipes,” and “Curse me kilts”, and make it your own?  Fortunately for all us they found the perfect person to bring this updated version of Scrooge to life in David Tennant; most widely known from his time as Dr. Who and Kilgrave in Jessica Jones.  David Tennant, even in his wildest dreams, could never replace Alan Young as Scrooge McDuck.  But what is so wonderful about this new series is that while it does exist as a complete rebranding of Ducktales it pays so much homage to the shows…
*Yes, shows, more than one.
That came before it.  David Tennant finds a way to make his performance as Scrooge completely his own while holding onto the charm and stubbornness Alan Young embued in the character.  This Scrooge is more akin to his comic strip and comic book roots.  He’s a bit harder, drawing from his years of experience to predict outcomes, and is always on the lookout for more adventure.  Whereas the previous version of Scrooge was completely motivated by wealth and acquiring more wealth, this Scrooge appears to be motivated first by excitement, and secondly by money.
This gives Scrooge an interesting dynamic.  He’s like an adrenaline junkie who refuses to admit that he’s gotten older and is a little more limited in how he goes about his life.  It puts him in many ways in direct conflict with his three teenage nephews who have now come to live with him. 
Huey, Dewey, and Louie have always been the trouble making triplet nephews of Donald Duck; who has taken them in after the disappearance of their mom Della.  Scrooge, being their great uncle, takes them off Donald’s hands for various reasons.  Previous iterations saw Donald join the Navy and thus unable to watch them. In this telling, Donald, unable to care for the three boys financially on his own, turns to his uncle for help.  Scrooge begrudgingly takes them in, and Donald as well. 
What I absolutely love about this new version of the triplets is that they each have their own distinct identity.  They have separate interests, separate goals, and separate ways of dealing with situations.  However they are still very much a team and they function far better when they’re together then they do when they’re apart.  Giving the boys this character split, other than just dressing them up in different colored clothing not only serves the story better, but also helps me in remembering who each of them are.
I can say with no hyperbole that I can now distinguish Huey, Dewey, and Louie apart from each other.  Through and through they are brothers to the core, and the voice talents of Danny Pudi, Ben Schwartz, and Bobby Moynihan, I don’t know how these fellas did it, but they all even sound like brothers.  Not to say that they aren’t distinguishable in their roles, but their cadences are alike, their tones are alike,  they sound like brothers.
Their personalities, their youth, their rambunctiousness, and their determination are the perfect catalysts for Scrooge.  Scrooge is determined to prove he’s still vital and important.  His nephews are youthful and trying to prove themselves which only makes Scrooge try to up his game.  In many ways you can see how his nephews are certainly related to him.  Scrooge is struggling to not just rediscover his place in the world, but to pass on his lessons to his nephews. 
This trend in storytelling has really become prevalent in most of the stories coming out of Disney, especially from Pixar.  The ever-present theme of passing on the torch to the next generation.  Now that I have a son, I appreciate that sentiment.  I have so much I want to pass on to him.  Knowledge, wit, advise, lessons I’ve learned the hard way….
*But does every story have to be about passing on the torch to the next generation?  I just became the current generation!  Everything has just been passed to me and the people my age!  Hope, a chance to change policy, entertainment, business!  Let me enjoy the warmth of the light before I have to pass on the torch!
*Like I mentioned before, Ducktales doesn’t just pay homage to just the namesake series.  It recognizes pretty much everything Disney Afternoon ever aired.  We just recently had an episode that not only referenced the Gummi Bears (another one of my personal favorites) but Gummi Berry Juice played an integral part of the story.  They even threw in the sound effect of the Gummi Berry Juice activating after its been drunk.  This show has so much fan service I feel like I should call Dyson and thank them.
*Crickets Chirp*
GizmoDuck has already been in two full episodes!  While this show is still finding its footing as a series, they’ve still given Gizmoduck two episodes!  Fenton Crackshell is now Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera, played by super popular for some reason Lin-Manuel Miranda.  This iteration of Fenton is 100% opposite of his former self.  Fenton has been upgraded from a literal bean counter, to a research intern in Gyro Gearloose’s lab.  Not only is this Fenton’s personal trajectory different from his previous self, he just won’t shut up about how much he admires Alexander Ham-Mallard.
*Chirps.
Not only does this show fan-service viewers from the eighties and nineties, it pulls deep from Ducktales lore to give lesser known ducks the spotlight.  Paul F. Tompkins brings lucky duck Gladstone Gander to life and Allison Janes completely steals the show as Goldie O’Glit.  Both appearing in the first series but arguably more well known from Donald and Scrooge comics.
There is just so much to love about this show.  I never would have thought I could accept a new actor as Launchpad McQuack considering this characters run in two hit Disney Afternoon shows, but Beck Bennet really pulls off the dimwhitted, but fiercely loyal pilot.  Margo Martindale is perfection as Ma Beagle, Eric Bauza plays every Beagle Boy in the series, stroke of genius, and Jim Cummings returns for a small cameo as Darkwing.
However, I can’t end a discussion about the new Ducktales without first talking about the two best characters in the entire series.  They are both returning characters to the series; one received a minor personality tweak while the other is a complete overhaul.
Flintheart Glomgold was a major villain in the original series who was usually annoying for the wrong reasons.  His gimmick was centered around being the second richest duck in the world and his goal was to either beat Scrooge to a treasure that would catapult his status higher, or just straight out try to murder Scrooge.  Episodes that featured him were interesting but far from the best the series had to offer.  Thankfully, that is not the case with this tweaked version of Flint. Episodes that feature Flintheart are pure comedy gold. 



*Comedy Glomgold!
The aspects of his character that identified him as a villain are now overexaggerated to the point of ridiculousness, and that’s honestly just what this duck needed.  I’ve never laughed harder or enjoyed Flintheart’s time on screen more than I am now.  Keith Ferguson gives such an outrageous performance as Fint that he has skyrocketed up the leaderboard to the higher echelon of the most entertaining characters.  There really is no reason why this character shouldn’t have been this wild to begin with it works perfectly.  Flintheart is one of the best reasons to get into, and to stay with the show.  I look forward to his appearance more than any other character.
*… well, almost any other character.
There is one that is so vastly different from her original personality, in all the best ways, that she surpasses not just her old self, but every character old and new that has been in this show.  Webby.  Originally portrayed younger in age and maturity than Huey, Dewey, and Louie, she came off as more of a wet blanket, or someone who needed to be babysat rather than someone who was a part of the adventure at hand.  She would whine about this, that, or the other, and really wasn’t capable of much.  No discernable skills to speak of, and creating more problems than solving them. 
*All of that gone.  Go ahead and just chuck everything you remember about Webby out of the window.



Webby has evolved from an annoying 4th tier character to a take charge, survivalist trained, A List Character.  She’s now proficient in hand-to-hand combat, small arms, and martial arts..She’s essentially the duck version of Lara Croft.  This sort of transition of character is extremely risky if not pulled off properly.  Especially because Webby is a female character.  To have her go from absolutely docile to absolutely alpha could potentially alienate the character and the audience.  Mostly because its change for the sake of change.  When you change something up, “just because” with no real purpose to serve the story it highlights either the laziness, or the complete misunderstanding of the overall theme of the character and the mythology of the show.  But because the writers and producers of the show care, and because of the effort they’ve put into making everyone unique for their own reasons, Webby shines above them all.  They’ve given her a broad range of emotions instead of tying all of her core values into being tough, or a fighter.  Webby wears her heart and her passions on her sleeve and in doing so is allowed to be extreme and gung-ho, but also wildly vulnerable.  A consequence of having grown up alone in McDuck manor with only her grandmother and her love McDuck lore to keep her company. She borders on fanatic with all things concerning the McDuck family, because its all she had to rely on for companionship in what could only be described as crippling isolation.  When Scrooge’s nephews move in not only does it finally allow her access to people her own age, but a chance to delve even deeper into Scrooge’s past.
*Spoiler alert.  I’m calling it now, The Spear of Selene is a boat.  Just saying.
  Webby is a kind person, and always does what’s right.  That being said, she has difficulty relating to others and can easily be taken advantage of by people with foul intent.  Of everyone else in the show her heart is definitely the biggest and the gentlest.  That is why she is my favorite character.  Kate Micucci gives Webby her attitude and her vulnerability flawlessly.  Kate’s performance can you have you crying tears of laughter, joy, and sadness all in one 22 minute episode.  As the series continues I look forward to Webby being integral in unraveling the larger mysteries and being front and center for the upcoming action.

Ducktales is darn near perfect television.  If you even passively enjoyed any part of the original series, you owe to yourself to at least watch one or two episodes.  This really is one of the funniest shows on, and for the viewer, absolutely qualifies as “must see.”

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Are There Still Seats For "Honey I Shrunk the Kids"?

It was the weekend of June 23, 1989. Back when there was freedom from the chain of social media and people had experiences with each other instead of "phoning" it in, as it were. Back when the only information you got about upcoming movies was anything you could collect from TV, Starlog Magazine, or Famous Monsters of Film Land. It was an amazing summer for movie goers. Major League, Field of Dreams and Last Crusade had just released. But as far as anyone was concerned there was only one weekend to look forward to, 6/23/89. For a young little Hillal, that was a major weekend in movie releases, because for the past few months all I had any awareness of, was a little teeny tiny independent film called HONEY, I SHRUNK THE KIDS. To say The Disney Channel played in my house growing up was an understatement. My father got cable hooked up and come hell or high water it was going to be watched. It was a steady stream of HBO, Cinemax, ESPN, and Disney Channel. During the mornings, and early afternoons, before and after school, it was either Mousercise, Merry Melodies, Dumbo's Circus, and whatever else the house of mouse had to offer. Because this was one of the most prevalent channels it was an excellent vehicle for the studio to advertise their upcoming movies. In this instance, they advertised the hell out of HISTK.

The commercials advertised a special effects extravaganza. A feat for the eyes that had not yet been beheld before. (Somehow I missed the INCREDIBLE SHRINKING MAN AND/OR WOMAN on late night TV.) There was danger, excitement, romance, giant bugs, and adventure as big as your backyard! It pumped this little SF/X junkies heart to dangerous levels. And when the commercials weren't airing there were the "Behind the Scenes Specials." Man, I used to love those. When there would be a dedicated program that would air, with interviews and actual behind the scenes footage of the movie you were about to see. It not only pumped you up for the movie, because you would be planted in front of the TV going, "Look at that! There's a giant broom! Whoah, they just jumped 15ft onto a bunch of mats and cardboard! Whoah, I guess there's a part with a giant bee, can't wait to see that." They were like extended 22 minute trailers that kicked your little brain into hyperdrive. And when your at an age where you understand that the things you see in the movies aren't real, your filled with a sense of, how did they do it? Those behind the scenes specials gave you a brief glimpse into how they did it. And that there was planning and designing and thinking involved, it was like being let in on a secret. I didn't know what else was opening that summer and I didn't care. HISTK was going to be my jam. I don't know how many hours I spent playing in my father's office, re-enacting the scenes I saw on all those specials. He had this huge sectional leather couch that left a good size gap in the corner of the room. Just large enough for me to hang on the edge of the couch and pretend I was being flung around by a large bee that flew quickly through the air. The same leather couch also provided just the right amount of springiness to launch myself into the air so that I could imagine I was being flung into the trash. He also had a rowing machine in his office that was used more frequently to drape clothes on rather than work out, which I would use to pretend I was being tossed around by a giant ant. This was also the first time I had seen or heard of "blue screen." Which had only fueled my imagination as I pretended to toss myself all around my poor dad's space. I wasn't imagining that I was in the jungle like atmosphere of a giant backyard, but on a movie set with a huge blue screen behind me. To say I was excited for this movie was an understatement.

That weekend my mom took me, my brother, and my sister to see it. I was bubbling like an agitated soda on the way to the theater. The plan was for my mom to drop off to pick up the tickets while she took my siblings around to park the car. It was a solid plan, and my first time buying tickets to a movie by myself. I rehearsed my line all the way to the theater. "Four for Honey I Shrunk the Kids please. Four tickets to Honey I Shrunk the Kids please." This was not only the day my dreams came true, but I would also become a man. We drove past the theater box office so that I could be let out, and my elation went from 11 to 1. There was a line around the corner for tickets. I had never seen that many people lined up at a movie theater before. It was as if the entire world descended on this one theater in a devious plan to prevent me from seeing this movie. I began to panic and get upset. My mom was concerned over how many people there were and suggested we see the movie another time. I said I wanted to wait in line and at least try. I hopped out of the car and jumped into line while my mom went around the corner street to find parking. Which, as it would turn out, would take a while due to so many people being there. Leaving a 9 year old me not just fretting about not seeing my movie, but wondering where my mom had disappeared to.

The wait was excruciating. But to the credit of the theater employees it moved at a steady enough pace. Clearly they had done this before. One thing that struck me odd, was how little families were in line with me. It seemed to be a line full of older teens, and a combination of young and middle-aged men. Hardly any women or girls, and very few kids my age. Which I thought odd considering this was who this movie was geared for. Whatever, I pushed the thought from my head. All that mattered now was getting a ticket. I decided that if I couldn't get a ticket to the show time we had arrived for, I would get one for the immediate next one. After all, what would my mom say? No? The tickets would have already been bought. But considering that my brother was only 3 at the time, there was a strong chance that she would return the tickets and we would just go home until the next time.

Finally, I made it to the front of the line just as my mom and my brother and sister came into view. They were closing the gap between me and them very quickly and I didn't have much time for pleasantries from the box office employee. I needed to get some information quickly, so out I squeaked, "Do you have any tickets left for Honey I Shrunk the Kids?" The employee gave me a cocked eyebrow as if to say, "Really?" It was at this point that I began to look around, like really look around, and begin to take stock of what was happening around me. One of the traits that everyone in line shared in common with each other was a penchant for t-shirts and ball caps. Not just any old t-shirt or ball cap. Very specific t-shirts and ball caps. Batman related t-shirts and caps. There were also Batman posters all over the wall of the exterior of the theater. Something began to creep up into my mind that perhaps everyone in line wasn't there to see HONEY, I SHURNK THE KIDS, but instead were there to see the also simultaneously released Tim Burton version of BATMAN

The box office employee looked at me and charmingly said, "Yeah, I think there might be a few tickets left." And printed me out four tickets for HISTK The movie was, what the movie was. Its not a very good movie looking back at it now on the other side of thirty years of age, but at the time..IT BLEW MY EVER-LOVING MIND! It released to VHS not that long afterwards, and then when DVD came out I began to transition everything I owned to the digital standard. Everything except HISTK. For some reason I never got around to adding it to my collection. Even now that blue-ray is available, its still one I don't find a need to own. I'm not quite sure if it holds up now that we're sixteen years past the year 2000. Something tells me it doesn't. There are a few that do, but I'm almost positive this one won't. Who knows? Maybe I'll give it another shot sometime soon.

I do wish though, that I could say the incident with the ticket box was a solitary, isolated incident. But sad to say, it would occur again a mere eleven years later. And this time I would be twenty years old.

THE LION KING, Disney's latest foray into the world of Broadway was due to arrive in Los Angeles in the year 2000. In 1998 I had attempted to see the Lion King while I was in New York. I waited two hours in line for standby tickets but to no avail. THE LION KING was one hot ticket and had been boasted as a delight for the eyes no one had ever seen before. This was also the age when ticketing online still wasn't as wildly used as it is today. Back then, there were still Ticketmasters you could go and visit in person in order to get tickets to events. One Saturday morning I went to the closest Ticketmaseter location I could find the day tickets to LION KING were to go on sale. This time I drove myself. I arrived at the Ticketmaster, and there was a line around the block. "Great," I thought. "Everyone's here for LION KING tickets. I'll probably have to settle for some crappy seats if I want to see this. Two hours later, I made it to the front of the line, and to the guy selling tickets. I asked him, "Do you know if there are still tickets available for Lion King?" The guy gave me a cocked eyebrow as if to say, "Really?" I looked around and took stock of the young and middle aged men in line. Most of them with long hair, short cut off black shorts, Doc Martin's, and a lot of t-shirts for RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE. Hanging around the store were also posters that read, RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE: BATTLE FOR LOS ANGELES. I looked back at the guy selling tickets and he said,

"Yeah, I think there might be a few tickets left."