This past weekend, the long awaited Mueller Report was released. Or at least, it was given to the Department of Justice, who published a brief four-page summary without disclosing most of what is contained within the actual report. Pundits and political commentators will probably spend now until forever debating this turn of events, but what I found most striking about this weekend of Mueller Madness is the way in which news networks and media conglomerates chose to cover this event.
“Captain Marvel” is the first movie in Marvel’s decade-long franchise to feature a leading lady and, despite what online discourse would have you believe, it doesn’t put the entire weight of the world on its shoulders. This movie isn’t the Marvel equivalent of Citizen Kane, nor is it some kind of assault on the sanctity of 45-year-old men who need to grow up. It’s the franchise’s realization, a decade too late, that superhero flicks should star women.
As it stands, this second Lego movies that we do have accurately reflects with it is like for children to play with Lego, because the story comes across as though it was completely made up as its writers went along.
Last Tuesday, I was awakened from my mid-afternoon nap to what sounded like a party happening on the second floor. When I came down from the frigid attic I call my bedroom, I was greeted by the most wonderful of news: For only the third time in 40 years, the University had cancelled school, and not just for one day, but for two. With my schedule already perfectly aligned to give me Fridays off, I was now looking at an early spring break. How did I spend it? Did I catch up on all of the work I had? Did I finally get around to applying to all those internships I had been talking about?
In 2019, as the decade draws to a close, it appears that three of the biggest entertainment products of the last decade may end as well: Marvel’s “Avengers”, Disney’s new “Star Wars” trilogy, and of course HBO’s “Game of Thrones”.
Thanksgiving is a time for family. A holiday with no religious affiliation, a day filled with food and pie and football. The day begins with cooking and ends with cleaning. Somewhere in there the Lions will probably lose and someone will proclaim that Jim Harbuagh “really hasn’t been given enough credit.” Tears will be shed, a toddler will hit their head on a foosball table and the family will take their collective ability to talk at the speed of light and use it to verbally berate some politician or ghost of the family’s past.