In the real world, it would be an utter disaster. But this is just a hypothetical, so you might as well pick one.
What it means to be presidential has come up often in the last year and a half. As has talk of nuclear war and rocket launches from the Korean Peninsula. If life were a movie or a TV show, someone would mention having their “hand on the button” every 10 minutes. Hopefully, that’s as close as we ever get.
With so many characters already represented and planned for the Marvel Universe, the studio must be straining to pull the next hit from the proverbial hat.
There’s no two ways about it: Marvel Studios is a juggernaut, both at the box office and on the small screen. Every year they churn out a couple of new superhero movies and shows, with each attaining at least modest – if not enormous – success.
I’ll start by admitting that my viewing was long overdue. A confluence of factors contributed to this (not the least of them being that my roommates saw it without me and we’ve seen something else whenever we’ve gone to the theaters since), but that’s no excuse for someone who claims to be a cinephile.
So, Moonlight. Where to start. At the most superficial level, someone might describe it to you as the journey of a young black man growing up in a rough Miami neighborhood, all the while struggling with his sexuality. But this film is so much more than the buzzwords that pepper the previous line. It’s a story of self-discovery. A story of human connection. And a story of otherness.
Before Rubeus Hagrid took over Care of Magical Creatures class, and no doubt ignored any and all warnings laid out in the “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them” textbook, magizoologist Newt Scamander first had to travel the world and document all the exotic fauna he could find.
The year is 1926. The Tilt-A- Whirl, power steering, and restaurant drive-throughs are new inventions. The dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald has mysteriously disappeared. The Great War is comfortably in the rearview mirror (or so No-Majs think). And the New Salem Philanthropic Society and Second Salemers (anti-magic) are out in full force.
As of the time this post went live, Captain America: Civil War had garnered the 5th best domestic opening ever, surpassed $200 million at the domestic box office, and posted over $700 million in worldwide ticket sales. Having seen the film twice on opening weekend, I feel confident in taking partial credit for the overwhelming success the film has already experienced, not to mention the millions the film is sure to reap as a result of my review. Just make the resulting thank you card and accompanying reward out to ‘Cash,’ Marvel.
Are you prepared? Originally the headline referred strictly to the film, but then I decided I’m going to change up these posts a little bit. And then I realized that might also result in some discomfort. Hopefully a bearable amount.
Now generally speaking, I’ve never been one to actively seek out scary movies. But even with that being the case, there’s no way I was the only audience member who was simultaneously tense, squirming in my chair, and suffering from shallow breathing throughout the entire film. While veteran horror fans may try to convince me they were unfazed by 10 Cloverfield Lane, I don’t buy it. The film is a full-on assault.
No matter how much you jab, duck, and weave, you can’t punch your way out of a fight against your toughest opponent. So remember, “it ain’t about how hard you can hit; it’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.”
Call it Creed, Pacquiao, McGregor, or anything you want — while the perspective may change, the Rocky message remains the same.
Most of us have experienced it at some point in our lives. Maybe it hit you when you went away to summer camp for the first time. Maybe it hit when you moved into your dorm at college or set out on your own after graduation. When homesickness strikes, you do your best to ride it out. Eventually, it gets better.
The U.S.-Mexico border is 1,989 miles long. It’s one of the most frequently crossed international boundaries in the world, with an estimated 300+ million legal crossings annually.
Yet it’s the illegal, unseen cartel traffic through the tunnels and border gaps that should be truly astounding, as it drives much of the strife along our southern border. So, how can a problem this widespread, but concealed, be attacked? The only way to eradicate it is to cut the head off the snake and watch it die, right?