Much Ado About The Whedonverse

Those who watch Whedon know he tends to use the same actors over and over again. Collectively they are known as the “Whedonverse”. (Apparently.)

Anyway, Buzzfeed has a great story about the stars of the Whedonverse, and how Rick Castle, Agent Coulson, and Wesley Wyndham-Pryce, the Watcher, came to star in a black-and-white modernized edition of Much Ado About Nothing.

Made in 12 days by Joss Whedon at his own home (in between wrapping The Avengers and post-production on same), it is a much lauded version of Shakespeare’s complex tale of jealousy, infidelity, and love.

Chess 2: Electric Boogaloo

Chess 2. No foolin’.

Ludeme Games is developing something that is simply called Chess 2: The Sequel. The follow-up that few realized was needed has several aims. Like steamlining the game as a whole, as well as fixing problems has frustrated players since the year 1200, theoretically.

So, if you were one of the millions of screaming fans of classic chess, who felt the 800-year-old game just wasn’t good enough, the Ouya-exclusive sequel has your back.

(And your doc has some nice anti-psychotic meds you might also want to look into.)

Trailer Fatigue

No, you’re not wrong, I really did see three movies, back to back yesterday: World War Z, Despicable Me 2, and Pacific Rim. (And no, WWZ isn’t a genre killer.) That includes watching three heaping helpings of various movie trailers.

What struck me most is this: all the spec-fic trailers look and sound pretty much alike. Specifically, World War Z, The Wolverine, and Seventh Son. They all feature (at the end of the trailers) quick scene changes, each marked by a sting of blaring, distorted music.

This is the point where a columnist or blogger would try and draw some kind of cosmic meaning from the coincidence (to transform their pedestrian scribblings into something IMPORTANT and MEANINGFUL). They’d bemoan the lack of talent in modern Hollywood (absolutely not true; Hollywood is drenched in talent, what it lacks is character), or they’d declaim the creative bankruptcy of blah-blah-blah, or write peans to the wonderiffic trailers from days of yore. It’s all BS.

There is no deeper meaning to this, just a disappointing sameness that I’d never have noticed had I not seen so many trailers recently. It’s an oddity I thought I’d note.

Pacific Rim

I just saw Pacific Rim. It (mostly) doesn’t suck, but wasn’t great either.

Also, it tweaked one of my pet peeves: equating a nuclear meltdown with a nuclear detonation. Folks, a nuclear reactor isn’t a nuclear weapon, any more than plastic utensils are plastic explosives. Just because they share a name doesn’t mean they’re the same thing. You can’t make a plastic fork blow up, and you can’t make a nuclear reactor detonate. It doesn’t work that way.

Will someone please tell Hollywood?