A great party. Lots of fun. A really long day and no chance to write. Some good tunes will have to do.
And here’s one I posted not too long ago. But I really love this song.
Category: Reviews
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Long, Long Ago in a Studio Far, Far Away
As the tent-pole summer movies of July fade into August obscurity and dinosaurs, Superman and lesser Marvel superheroes get rated and dissected by the movie critics I think it has been established beyond a shadow of a doubt that the failure of Hollywood to replicate the billion-dollar paydays from earlier versions of Star Wars and the Avengers franchises can now be definitively explained. They forgot that a superhero movie (or even just a plain hero movie) requires a hero. And the requirements of a hero (whether in book or on a screen) include that we like the hero.
And that seems to be where Hollywood has gone off the rails. They’ve managed to make a bunch of movies where the heroes are unlikeable. For the most part these unlikeable heroes have tended to be of the type currently known as the “girl-boss.” The prime example of this category is Rey, played by Daisy Ridley in the Star Wars movies. The type includes the following traits:
- Although small and thin she is completely capable of defeating men many times her size.
- She hectors male characters about their obvious shortcomings compared to her.
- Completely humorless.
- Has no flaws.
- Has no setbacks.
Now, this sort of character fits perfectly into the social messaging of all modern Hollywood films. It allows older franchises with male protagonists to be replaced with the girl-boss. Examples include Rey in Star Wars replacing Luke Skywalker, Helena Shaw replacing Indiana Jones and Captain Marvel basically replacing all the Avengers.
The problem with these replacements is that the producers think that just saying that their new characters are just as good as the originals (if not better) is enough. For some reason they didn’t think it would be necessary to hire good writers and directors to make the movies exciting and entertaining. But as it turns out they are extremely important if you don’t want your movies to be unwatchable crap. And that is the thing that all these movies share. They’re awful. And unfortunately for Disney they’ve been making these “better” movies and television series in the Star Wars and Marvel series for about ten years and they’ve completely dissipated the enthusiasm and good will of their legacy audiences that paid billions of dollars to see the older movies that actually were well written, exciting and entertaining.
Over the last six months it has finally dawned on Disney (and the other studios) that they’ve killed the goose that lays the golden eggs. They’ve alienated about 70% of their audience and destroyed a machine that printed cash. From what I’ve read, the most recent Marvel movie “Fantastic Four” went to lengths to not go down the girl-boss lane and even had a decent script that could be enjoyed as an adventure movie. The problem is that most of their old audience didn’t bother to give it a try and so the movie while not a complete bomb is struggling to become profitable.
Regardless of whether “Fantastic Four” makes money I think we may be at a turning point in the fantasy-adventure genre. It has finally dawned on the studios that social messaging for the woke agenda is box office poison that has a tiny audience. As the recent purchase of Paramount by Skydance Media demonstrates, entertainment that doesn’t make money ends up on the auction block and then the chopping block where the unentertaining and unprofitable components get sliced off and thrown in the garbage. And similar things are happening all over the media and entertainment world. CNN, MSNBC and CBS are all finding out that woke ideology doesn’t equal profitability and if they can’t adapt to a world that isn’t amused by it, they’ll be out of work. I guess I’m an eternal optimist but maybe, just maybe, in a year or two decent fantasy adventure may be produced in Hollywood again. At least it could happen!
Guest Contributor – ArthurinCali – 17JUL2025 – “I’m the Bad Guy? How Did that Happen?
Arthur takes an in-depth look at what the movie “Falling Down” has to say to us today.
Falling Down as an American Allegory
A good read for sure about a classic take on our society.
The Boys and I Give Superman (1978) a Try
Because of the new Superman movie coming out I had a showing of the 1978 Christopher Reeve version for the two younger grandsons. I was curious to see how they reacted to the somewhat slow startup to this version. After all I think half the movie is gone before Superman actually dons the suit. But from all appearances they liked it.
Now the youngest one is a very analytical viewer of science fiction and fantasy so he gave me a short lecture on why kryptonite kills Superman. Come to think of it he gave me several lectures about various esoteric aspects of the Man of Steel; how he could fly, how he got from one galaxy to another so quickly, why he could never die of old age, how he was able to handle people without killing them by accident. It was very interesting to find out he had worked out all of these theories in just the time since the beginning of the movie.
I could sense the greatest annoyance with the movie when Lois Lane was on the screen. Apparently, the love story wasn’t intensely popular with this part of the audience. But somehow, they soldiered through. By the time Superman was flying around Earth at ludicrous speed to turn back time and save Lois from death I think they were prepared for the end. I’m not sure they felt Gene Hackman as Lex Luthor and Ned Beatty as his mentally challenged henchman were sufficiently serious to be credible enemies for Superman.
But by the time the (extremely long) credits were rolling they seemed to forgive some of the weaknesses of the production and wanted to discuss viewing (at least) Superman 2. Apparently, they wanted to see the return of General Zod after I hinted that he was much more formidable a foe than Luthor. So maybe we’ll have a second Superman feature this month.
It was funny seeing this movie for the first time in forty-seven years. What struck me most was how odd Margot Kidder was as Lois. The rest of the actors and actresses came across as much more professional. Kidder seemed almost like a fish out of water. Maybe that was the vibe they were going for. Probably the worst acting and dialog was Marlon Brando as Jor-El; Superman’s Kryptonian father. All of the exposition and lecturing about his duty to help humans and his fate is a bit boring. But I guess some introduction is necessary to establish how he ends up as the man flying around in the suit.
My impression of Christopher Reeve in the movie is very positive. He brings enormous likeability to the character and he does the comedy part of the role very deftly. As far as the special effects in the film, this was 1978. All of the effects are non-CGI. To a modern audience some of them are less than overwhelming. There is a scene where Superman is causing an avalanche to stop a flooded river from washing away a town. But the scene is so obviously done with a miniature set using some sand and pebbles that it’s kind of silly. But that couldn’t be helped back then.
All in all, the boys and I gave a thumbs up to Superman (1978). Now bring on General Zod and “Planet Hooston!”
When I Was Your Age Television Was Called Books
When I was a kid, I was a science fiction fanatic. I went to the local branch of the Brooklyn Public Library and pored over the shelves. I read everything they had and then I went to the next closest library and found what they had that was different. And so on and so forth. Until I reached the main branch; “Grand Army Plaza.” And then there was no more. So, all that was left until a new book made its way to the shelves was the monthly edition of Analog; the science fiction magazine where new stuff was to be found. Sometimes there was a novel serialization by some well-known author like Heinlein or Frederik Pohl or Joe Haldeman or Gordon Dickson. But more often there were short stories by anyone and everyone. Not all of them were great or even good but they were still fun to read. I had my own subscription for a number of years. Then I found Camera Girl and I had too much to do with work and school to read anything but textbooks. But I still saw the Analog covers at the local magazine rack down by the local El stop of the NYC subway.
But once I left New York, I confess I completely lost track of Analog. I guess I just assumed that it (and its competitors; Asimov’s and The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction) were still out there chugging along even without me.
Turns out I was wrong. Apparently, they’re all dead or dying. The market for short science fiction has completely dried up. Even the anthologies that used to collect these stories and sell them as books have stopped making money.
I guess none of this is surprising to folks who understand how the mass marketing of entertainment has changed. I guess it only makes sense that the same generations that refuse to buy music and refuse to buy movies would also refuse to buy books and magazines.
Apparently, what they will buy are video games. Now that reminds me of an old joke from an old movie. There’s a scene at the beginning of the movie “The Princess Bride” where the grandfather played by Peter Falk is trying to read a story to his grandson who is playing a video game and objecting that instead of a book he wants to watch television so Falk says, “When I was your age television was called books!”
So, I’m at least two generations too late to imagine Americans reading short stories. Now isn’t that amazing. Or is it just paying for books that’s obsolete? I think it must be the latter. I understand there are free websites where authors provide their stories to consumers and they support these writers somewhat indirectly through Patreon or other means. I guess this could be the new economy. It seems as improbable as the world of the “Matrix” where human beings acting as bio-batteries power the cyber world they dream through.
Maybe I’d better find one of these sites and see if I can get these penniless zoomers to read my stuff. I think I might see if I can play this three-penny opera thing that’s growing up in this brave new world.
Lost Histories
Lots of fantasy and science fiction authors have used the rediscovered history theme. I think maybe Robert Howard used it for Conan and maybe some of his other sword and sorcery stuff. Tolkien sort of used it for the Lord of the Rings. The Red Book of Westmarch is supposed to be the source from which he wrote his books.
So, the conceit is usually a scholar is searching through old manuscripts and suddenly finds stories that somehow no one has ever read before. I guess maybe a case could be made that an existing manuscript might have a palimpsest layer that couldn’t previously be seen or read and now because of advances in sensing techniques it can.
But usually, this kind of text underneath text is limited to at most a few pages of written language. But as anyone who has been a religious reader of this site knows, the Roman papyri from the ruins of Herculaneum are slowly and painfully being deciphered using a form of x-ray tomography. These charred and unopenable papyrus scrolls are being read right through the other layers of charred plant material by an artificial intelligence that can scan the three-dimensional surface of the scroll in its rolled up and damaged condition.
Currently the progress is glacially slow. And this is even though a million-dollar prize has been announced for the tech genius who can take the scans and turn it into text. Currently the part of the library being examined contains the works of an obscure stoic philosopher which has extremely limited popular appeal. But there have been claims made that the total library was an extensive collection of Graeco-Roman literature and history.
If this turns out to be true and the scanning technology becomes robust, there may be many lost masterpieces of ancient writing to be found. Lost plays by Sophocles and histories of ancient peoples like the Etruscans. Every classical scholar has a wish list of what would be wonderful to recover.
But what comes to my mind is what a perfect place to find some lost history with fantasy or science fiction elements. Now exactly what they would be is something that will require careful thought. As I said there have been a lot of stories somewhat in this vein. The trick would be to allow this history to tie into the present day in some way. There could be detailed information of something that’s been buried and could be retrieved. Or maybe it’s something that’s hidden in plain sight and possibly still operating in the present day.
So, this is the vaguest of outlines and needs lots of thought but while I was out watering the vegetable patch and photographing half-grown preying mantids it occurred to me. And since I never have an undocumented thought, lo and behold; here it is. It occurs to me I’ve never written a horror story. Mostly I just make fun of H.P. Lovecraft but a two-thousand-year-old Etruscan demon might be something I could get interested in. And since we know next to nothing about the Etruscans, I could make up anything I wanted and no one could definitively call me out on any of it. What could be lazier?
2025 Summer Movies
I’ve been listening to some of the movie reviewers about the crop of summer movies. I guess the first “tentpole” film is whatever they’re calling the latest sequel to Jurassic Park. I think the consensus is that it’s a tired derivative rehash of the original concept. It’s also making a ton of money. So, from the studio’s point of view, a success! From an actual sentient movie watcher’s point of view not so much. But as a grandfather of a dinosaur super-enthusiast, it does check a lot of the boxes as a way to bond with said enthusiast. So not a total loss.
Then there are the latest comic book superhero movies. So, they’ve given the Avengers the summer off and instead they’re taking another crack at “The Fantastic Four.” Now this has always been a sort of oddball franchise. They’re superpowers are “odd.” One is a guy who can stretch his body. Huh? Then there’s a guy who can fly and shoot fire at stuff; well, pretty good, I guess. Then there’s a girl who can become invisible and also has a force field. This is actually the most powerful superpower amongst them. And then there’s a guy who looks like he’s made of rock and is somewhat strong. None of these “heroes” is going to compete with Superman or even Thor. They’re powers kind of suck and they’re relegated to protecting Manhattan from intergalactic troublemakers like Dr. Doom, Galactus or Annihilus. So, if you have a villain that can devour planetary system how does a stretchy guy and a rock stop you? Even forcefield girl and “flame on” boy aren’t that much use. On top of all that apparently the powers that be have decided that forcefield girl will be the girl boss of the movie and there will be much female empowerment on display. Yay? Well, I guess I can skip that one for my grandsons.
And then there’s another reboot of Superman coming out. Initial reviews hint at the importance of Superman’s “immigrant” status. Also, there’s been a lot of talk about “inclusion.” Well, that doesn’t bode well in my book. Worst case Superman is protecting cartel gangbangers against Trump’s ICE agents. Best case Superman will be propagandizing the kids about how great it is to be an illegal alien from Krypton. I could be wrong but I’m not seeing a Superman movie in my summer lineup.
Alright, let’s review. Stupid dinosaur sequel is my best bet. Check. You know what? I think I’ll assemble a sci-fi and fantasy film festival of my own. That’s what I’ll do. I’ll arrange a schedule and invite the grandkids over.
Let’s see; Them, Destination: Moon, The Thing from Another World, Forbidden Planet, 2001: A Space Odyssey, The Matrix, Terminator, Blade Runner, Independence Day and The Martian. I’ll have to split it up to allow for the ages of the viewers. And then we’ll end on a fantasy note; original Star Wars and the Lord of the Rings. Okay, that’s a starting point. And think of the money I’ll save on tickets and popcorn! photog, you’re a bloody genius!
Questions About Kerr County, TX
Is anyone close to where the flooding hit or knows a lot about the area? I’m trying to get a sense whether this flooding was predictable or completely anomalous. The pictures make it look as if the rise in level of the river was unprecedented. Was it an area that floods like this frequently or was this a 500 year event?
Thanks.
I Feel Like a Phoenix Rising Over Arizona
The suffering is over. The waiting is over. The only thing I have left to do this week is get the oil changed on my car. I can read, write, watch movies, sit in a hammock in the shade (well, if I had a hammock), write poetry (not good poetry), plot the overthrow of the Dunwich town government, laugh in the face of death, learn to play the piano; you name it!
Great Caesar’s ghost! I’m exhausted just reading that list.
So, emerging from my forced isolation I see that nothing of note has happened in the last five days. The endless jousting between the press and the Trump administration continues and Trump slowly accumulates small victories from the courts and larger ones from the Supreme Court. Good! I’ve declared victory (for the most part) and allow the world to slowly become Trumpified while I get on with my agenda.
I finished my re-read of the last third of my book and came to a few conclusions:
- I like the writing. I like the way it reads.
- I like the story line. It moves forward.
- There is something missing to allow the story to end satisfyingly for all the threads of the book.
- So, the good news of the first two points makes it worthwhile for me to tackle the bad news of the last point.
As I earlier stated it was weird to read the book after a good long time and read it as if I wasn’t the writer. Of course, I knew the plot but the writing seemed fresh to me, like I was reading it for the first time. Now, I did make some edits and even made some small changes to the wording during this read. But I’m good with what’s already done. So, I’ll kick around a few ideas to see which one makes the ending most satisfying. Good.
The summer has gotten amazingly hot and humid. And this has drawn the grandchildren to want to swim in the pool. And this year the water is perfect. Perfectly clear. No algae. Good pH. No leaks. There are a few small cracks in the liner above the water line. So, I bought a patching kit and I will attempt to fix them myself. If I botch it, I’ll call in the professionals and they’ll overcharge me but make the problem go away. But it’s good to see this expensive hole in the ground get used by someone who can enjoy jumping in and swimming around. I think in the fourteen years I’ve live here I’ve gone in once. Oh well.
So, let’s see where Trump’s “big beautiful bill” is in a few days and where the various wars are in a few weeks. But I’m ready to enjoy the seasonal weather and do some cooking out with friends and relatives and enjoy the only true summer month in the otherwise blighted New England calendar. Because remember, July is the only month in which measurable snow has not fallen in southern New England. That makes it sacred. Enjoy.
O Frabjous Day! Callooh! Callay!
The mighty wizards of tech-wonder have restored my laptop to full power. I can once again perform miracles of tech-tacular blunder. And yesterday provided a fitting completion to my purgatorial labors. Now I can provide content (such as it is) to the site and its readers.
Now all I have to do is think of something interesting to pontificate about.
Hmmm.
Well, I better start thinking.