Bryn Pryor

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I should have made it clear when I mentioned that I would be writing something every day that not all of it would be public. We had some fairly major kicks to the gut lately (professionally speaking), and I have had lots to say, but none of it for public consumption. Likewise, I’ve been very vocal about a lot of things happening in the press, industry and world… but these are things I simply can’t print for public consumption.

might talk about some of the professional drama in days to come. I will resume public posting shortly with my “Last Jedi: review.

I had planned to avoid political discussion as much as possible. At this stage, with government being utterly compromised and diseased to the point that only euthanasia seems practical, what’s the point of debating Tangerine Caligula’s latest outrage? Looking into my crystal ball, however, I can see that my self-imposed gag order isn’t going to hold.

In preparation for the eventual ranting, let me give you a few key insights into my base positions.

All politicians — 100% of them — are liars, cheats and thieves. Bernie Sanders, Hillary Clinton, Mitch McConnell the Human Scrotum, Paul Ryan… they are all equally terrible. They are all criminals, bought and paid for by the monied interests who shove dirty hands up each of their asses and puppeteer them. Fuck them all.

Yes, the Circus Peanut IS worse because he ISN’T a politician. He’s a capitalist. A business man. A fucking real estate developerfor fuck’s sake. He has proven once and for all that there is social standing lower, less trustworthy, more reprehensible than mere politician.

Lastly, our democracy is dead. It died decades ago, when the richest 5% began increasing their wealth by orders of magnitude, allowing them to simply purchase elected officials wholesale. Until recently, we live in an oligarchy. That isn’t the result of simple empirical observation; Professors Martin Gilens from Northwestern University and Bejamin Page from Princeton published a data-driven study that finds the same truth.

Of course, the Executive branch is something else; a combination of kleptocracy and kakistocracy.

All of these are things to be discussed in days to come. However, you likely won’t be able to read them once they allow the ISPs to choke off huge swathes of the internet.

When is the meteor coming?

The 1956 classic Forbidden Planet tells of a scientist studying the long-dead alien homeworld of a race he calls the Krell. Millennia more advanced than humans, the Krell had created a massive machine which could quite literally turn their very thoughts and desires into reality. The day they activated the machine, their civilization died because they had failed to account for the subconscious desires that still lurked in the back of their fantastically advanced minds.

The internet is our version of the Krell machine. Thousands of years from now, when the next dominant species, or some group of alien explorers, comes to exhume the remains of our crumbled stab at civilization, they will find a species that imploded because they gave themselves the power of easy knowledge and instantaneous communication.

As with some many things, Douglas Adams understood the dangers. His description of the Babel fish (a small creature which allows perfect communication irrespective of language) from Hitchhiker’s Guide concludes with this paragraph:

“Meanwhile, the poor Babel fish, by effectively removing all barriers to communication between different races and cultures, has caused more and bloodier wars than anything else in the history of creation.”

We don’t have the Id to blame. The internet has revealed once and for all that we are all, at our core, monsters.

As A quick follow-up to yesterday’s blog, I wanted to examine the limp-dicked response coming from “an executive” at Warner Bros. Basically, they’re saying that Thanksgiving week will be their saving grace, because it gives people more time to see the movie.

Because, y’know, no one spends the days after Rape The Indians day doing things at the mall other than watching JL.

This movie is so screwed.

Over a year ago, I predicted that Justice League would under-perform, leading to a soft reboot of DC Entertainment, and the entire DCEU. I was wrong. JL is bombingCurrent tracking has the film making less than $100m this weekend, far below the barely acceptable estimates of $120m. With Warner’s DCEU drop-off being historically well over 60% for successive frames, this means JL is gonna clear somewhere around $400-$450m worldwide.

That might sound like a lot of money, but for this movie, it’s nothing. A huge loss. The movie itself cost $300m. With global P&A (release materials and marketing) costing a bare minimum of $150m, Justice League needs to make something like $700m-$750m just to break even. Apparently, even fanboys will eventually stop eating what you serve if 4/5 of what you feed them is dogfood marketed as steak.

It’s safe to say that heads are gonna roll. Warner’s has needed a kick in the ass for some time. Diane Nelson (president of DC Entertainment) is no Kevin Feige (her opposite number at Marvel), and her obsessive support for Zack Snyder, despite each successive disappointment and disaster costing more — and failing bigger — than the last, has been mystifying.

Even if Tangerine Caligula bullies the DOJ into killing the AT&T purchase of Time/Warner in his lust to kill CNN, you’re still going to see a complete restructuring of DCE. If the sale does happen, you’re likely to see something a bit more slash and burn. You might even see DC sold off (to Viacom? Verizon? Facebook, even?) to a brand-hungry interloper who wants to start fresh, leaving Warner Bros. to flog the Harry Potter franchise into oblivion.

Let me tell you what isn’t going to happen: That solo Flash film that has no script or director. Or The Batman, which doesn’t have a script or a star. Or Suicide Squad 2 (because that was a good idea), or Shazam or the Harley Quinn movie.

James Wan’s Sawquaman is in the can, so that will get a dramatically scaled-back release and die quietly after a week in theaters. Wonder Woman 2 will probably move forward, since WW was the ONLY bright spot in the entire, dismal DCEU firmament. It think it’s more likely, though, that it will turn into the DCEU reboot film that Justice League was supposed to be (rebooting the DCEU after Man of Steel booked them into a shitty hotel, Batman v Superman got drunk and trashed the place, and Suicide Squad broke in and shit all over the beds).

The problem is Warner wanted that billion dollar payday, and they wanted it quick. They thought they could simply mimic Marvel’s model, let Zack cherry-pick his favorite moments from various comics he didn’t really understand, and that had nothing to do with each other, and slap it all together in a grim, mass-murdering package.

So, Warner… It’s time to clear the Etch-a-Sketch on the DC Extended Universe. Shake that fucker up, keep Snyder away from the lot, hire some people who have EVER read a comic, and stop trying to be Marvel. You’re bad at it.

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