The Fallacy of Falling Down the Sequel Well (#QuitWhileYoureAhead)

What’s sizzling? Nothing besides my thoughts. And surprisingly enough, it has nothing to do with any writing shyt or promotional shyt.

Is it just me, or is Hollywood running out of ideas?

Like, seriously, I feel as if I’m watching the same thing multiple times. It is rare that they stumble on something that is truly original or an original idea that they’ve applied to a different genre.

Happy Death Day is a rip off of the movie Groundhog Day. But to me, it was in an kick-ass way. A nice combination of absurdity, humor, and making you wonder who was really up to stuff. Hell, it even ended rather clean, as far as plot holes go. I walked away incredibly satisfied. Home run! Touch down! Knock out! Whatever sports analogy you want to apply to indicate success.

Then, while I was munching on some popcorn, I damn near spit it out when I saw there was going to be a sequel to it. It wasn’t like an “yay” moment, like people would do over Star Wars. More like, “what the hell for”.

I waited as long as I could before answering the question, “How bad could it be?” Finally, after skipping around it on my television for other titles that I had already seen, I decided to bite the bullet and go for broke.

But first, some refreshments. Maybe popcorn and some chocolate.

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I am not going to do the whole spoiler shyt in case you want to actually check out the movie. What I will say is that Hollywood should have saved their money and done something else …

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Like make a better Fantastic 4 Movie.

 

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Pay Henry Cavill punitive damages for making his physically spot on personification of Superman mediocre.

Or use it for humanitarian efforts and build one homeless shelter in every state.

Anything would have been better than Happy Death Day 2 U.

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The only thing worse would be a trilogy, and no amount of curiosity, even if it’s from a dozen cats, will make me tune in if there is a third.

Now, I need to watch something tried and true to wipe my brain of all the awful.

DR