Well, well, well ... good morning, gentle readers, and welcome to August 16th!
For those of you who don't know, Wednesday -- Hump Day, as it's affectionately called -- is usually a light day for me on the blog. I usually just get up a single post, maybe two, as I do try to cram as much of my viewing requirements (films, TV episodes, etc.) into a single day. That way, I can spend a bit of time fleshing out my thoughts in the written pieces that appear on SciFiHistory.Net's MainPage for posterity. No, no, no: I rarely scribble my thoughts blindly, and I like to give it a little bit of organization. I think that helps me make sense of a film, and I think that also helps me in helping you understand it better. Make sense? Let's hope so.
Well, well, well ... how about that Rachel Zegler, eh? Just when you think things for the Walt Disney Company couldn't get any more toxic they come out and prove you wrong, am I right? Good grief. If it were me (and I'm glad that it's not), then I'd order that she be dumped from the film and have her entire part reshot. I don't care if she's the lead or not. You don't blaspheme iconic roles from film history, milady, as those of us who follow it don't take those things lightly. But -- as I always say -- what do I know? I'm just a blogger.
Well, well, well ... how about those Disney+ subscriptions flatlining? Heh, heh, heh. Guess Bob Iger's got his other pair of hands full on another front as well. You can't practically double your subscription prices in a single year and expect casual consumers to sit there and take it. I think the era of Bud Light and Target boycotts are demonstrating better than ever that consumers have a choice, and -- when you spit in their eye -- they'll happily take their business elsewhere, if that's what it takes to send a message. It's not like the Mouse House needs our money anyway, right? They've been on a downward fiscal trajectory for some time, and I'm thinking even its stockholders and shareholders don't give a damn about making a profit any longer, so ... why give them more money? I'm thinking about cancelling ours after Ahsoka. Nothing on there to watch anyway.
Well, well, well ... thus far, it looks like the actor's and writer's strikes are continuing. I realize that there have been some indications that all parties have met and discussed some of the particular demands. Alas, I can't see any end in sight -- not that I'm watching all that closely as I learned a long time ago to not take my cultural and moral marching orders from the class that gave us Harvey Weinstein, Roman Polanski, Woody Allen, Alec Baldwin, and Bryan Singer -- so maybe it's best to let it all burn down and start over. What could that hurt? I think even that knucklehead Mark Ruffalo had a good suggestion -- that being actors and industry types might want to band together and group-finance their own projects. That way, they'd have some real skin in the game.
At present, I think that's all I have to sound off about this morning, and that's not really why you're here anyway. You want this, and I'm all too happy to provide:
For those of you who don't know, Wednesday -- Hump Day, as it's affectionately called -- is usually a light day for me on the blog. I usually just get up a single post, maybe two, as I do try to cram as much of my viewing requirements (films, TV episodes, etc.) into a single day. That way, I can spend a bit of time fleshing out my thoughts in the written pieces that appear on SciFiHistory.Net's MainPage for posterity. No, no, no: I rarely scribble my thoughts blindly, and I like to give it a little bit of organization. I think that helps me make sense of a film, and I think that also helps me in helping you understand it better. Make sense? Let's hope so.
Well, well, well ... how about that Rachel Zegler, eh? Just when you think things for the Walt Disney Company couldn't get any more toxic they come out and prove you wrong, am I right? Good grief. If it were me (and I'm glad that it's not), then I'd order that she be dumped from the film and have her entire part reshot. I don't care if she's the lead or not. You don't blaspheme iconic roles from film history, milady, as those of us who follow it don't take those things lightly. But -- as I always say -- what do I know? I'm just a blogger.
Well, well, well ... how about those Disney+ subscriptions flatlining? Heh, heh, heh. Guess Bob Iger's got his other pair of hands full on another front as well. You can't practically double your subscription prices in a single year and expect casual consumers to sit there and take it. I think the era of Bud Light and Target boycotts are demonstrating better than ever that consumers have a choice, and -- when you spit in their eye -- they'll happily take their business elsewhere, if that's what it takes to send a message. It's not like the Mouse House needs our money anyway, right? They've been on a downward fiscal trajectory for some time, and I'm thinking even its stockholders and shareholders don't give a damn about making a profit any longer, so ... why give them more money? I'm thinking about cancelling ours after Ahsoka. Nothing on there to watch anyway.
Well, well, well ... thus far, it looks like the actor's and writer's strikes are continuing. I realize that there have been some indications that all parties have met and discussed some of the particular demands. Alas, I can't see any end in sight -- not that I'm watching all that closely as I learned a long time ago to not take my cultural and moral marching orders from the class that gave us Harvey Weinstein, Roman Polanski, Woody Allen, Alec Baldwin, and Bryan Singer -- so maybe it's best to let it all burn down and start over. What could that hurt? I think even that knucklehead Mark Ruffalo had a good suggestion -- that being actors and industry types might want to band together and group-finance their own projects. That way, they'd have some real skin in the game.
At present, I think that's all I have to sound off about this morning, and that's not really why you're here anyway. You want this, and I'm all too happy to provide:
So there it is. The Daily Grindhouse. Get to it, folks. Get out there and own the day! Own Hump Day!
As always, thanks for reading ... and live long and prosper!
-- EZ
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