There has been a litany of negativity hurled in the direction of Warner Bros’ address like a troop of monkeys grabbing a paw full of poop and launching a fastball whenever anyone talks about the (lack of) antics from D.C. Comics.
Henry Cavill had “mustache-gate” and then was back in the good graces of DC/WB, only he wasn’t and now, he’s back on planet Krypton. Ben Affleck’s tale of committal/non-committal was enough back-and-forth to force fans into a Dramamine coma. And yeah, he’s gone too.
Surprisingly, Gal Gadot isn’t out as Wonder Woman, but then again, Wonder Woman 1984 is still in production, so there’s that. What in the hell is going on over there? The only common truth out there about DC’s own multiverse is there is no truth and evidently, a “Snyder Cut” may actually exist after all.
It’s right up there with the Hindenburg baby, flat earthers, who shot JFK, no one landed on the moon, and some rotund drunk from a trailer park swearing he saw Elvis walk out of a 7-11.
While many conspiracy theorists twist off about DC and WB withholding the ‘Hope Diamond’ of CBMs from us for a golden payday (most likely in 2019 since Disney will be raking in Fort Knox in all that movies they have coming), Jason Momoa recently gave this dwindling thought some new life.
In a sit-down with MTV News, Arthur Curry was on a press junket when he was asked the question all nerds was dying for him to answer. So, “Jason, is it real?”
Jason Momoa is just as obsessed with the Snyder Cut as the rest of the internet pic.twitter.com/VF8wMaudFj
— MTV NEWS (@MTVNEWS) December 7, 2018
If you watched the video, you saw his euphoria when the question came up. Maybe he was thinking clickbait. Maybe he was thinking expletives in a drunken, fanboy haze. Or perhaps, he was thinking he finally had an opportunity to say what’s on his mind since that damnable version of Whedon’s nocturnal emission came out (see what I did there).
That momentary tirade has been teeming for a minute heard with a previous interview.
“In Zack’s cut, we had it where I was with Vulko and Mera and I say that I have to go home, and they say ‘There’s a force coming,’ and I need to help,” Momoa told WSVN-TV. “And I’m like, ‘I’m going home to see my dad,’ and so I get in the back of a pickup truck, pound a bottle of something, and off he goes, the wanderer, you know what I mean?
“So that was kind of like the end of Justice League where I was going… and then we cut to me coming home and run into a submarine and bang oh. Then we go see pops and I think he’s just going to get rooted again; I think he’s been gone for so long it’s just him trying to kind of come back to his roots…”
The guy is a fan, that much is clear, not only of the movies but also Snyder himself. We love him for that. And who can blame him? You hear about a “player’s coach” in football. The ousted wunderkind is a CBM actor’s director.
Thanks to James Wan, Arthur came back to his roots and Jason has apparently come back to his senses because he recently taught us all a lesson that often goes overlooked and understated.
Hitchcock said it best, although it was decades ago. “It’s just a movie.” Yet, because of nostalgia and nightmares, dreams of paradise and delusions of grandeur, patrons of the comic and fantasy arts get all bunched up much ado about absolutely nothing.
(“Remake The Last Jedi” acolytes, we’re talking to you too.)
In a recent interview with the Huffington Post, Momoa opened up about Batfleck and The ‘Stache leaving DC Comics and Warner Bros. What he had to say should surprise–and educate–many of the aforementioned nitwits and conspiracy nuts because it’s truth.
“If they’re both out, then listen: It’s just the place they’re at in their careers. I mean, how many has Henry done? He’s done three?” Momoa said. “Yeah, I mean, like, you want to move on. I think if I did… shit, I have done three.”
Jason Momoa is on the books for doing an Aquaman sequel. After China’s jaw-dropping, triple-digit opening weekend take, he may do more than that. He loves being Arthur Curry. He enjoys doing the actual movies. However, when it comes down to it, it’s a job — not life.
The guy gets paid to be a superhero. When the check clears, the job is over. Time to move on to something else on Netflix or HBO. Ben Affleck is a fantastic movie mind, both in front and behind the camera. Henry Cavill’s rising star is more of a super nova. And if DC Comics and Warner Bros. didn’t want to latch onto that greatness, piss on ’em. It’s their loss.
But because it’s also our loss, we can’t get let it go. According to Momoa, Supes and Batman already have:
“I mean, Henry wants to just expand on something,” he said. “Ben is an amazing director that is of age, and probably he’s done enough. I don’t know how to speak on behalf of them, but I had the time of my life [on ‘Justice League’].”
Like a famous philosopher (and large feral cat) once said, “It’s the circle of life.”
People get hired for a movie, make the movie, and are done with the movie. If it’s a franchise or a tale brought to life, fanboys and fangirls get wrapped up in the personification of the character. When the person acting bounces, we lose our mind. Unless, of course, nerds with their self-entitled opinions believe the adaptation wasn’t worthy of the character.
For example, Ryan Reynolds as Hal Gibson in Green Lantern was a travesty. It took maybe the time it takes for Kanye to insert himself into any conversation for people to clamor for a reboot because Reynolds sucked that bad. But let that dude leave the role of Deadpool and it’ll be geek anarchy!
Actors can’t win when it comes to comic book movies. They fart and fall down, and we want them burned in effigy. They rock and are beholden to never leave until the production house goes bankrupt and puts a ‘For Sale’ on the gate.
Bill Bradley writes a magnificent article, not necessarily because he waxes poetic (he does) but because of the subject matter. Jason Momoa goes unfiltered about Zack, Ben, Henry, and the rest of the ‘Justice League.’ Those thoughts should do more than entertain, but educate.
Yes, they are childhood memories. Yes, we are attached to the men and women in the roles. Yet, they are just movies. Those are just people. And we are just nerds.
God bless us all. At least, until the next conspiracy at Comic-Con. In which case, I don’t know any of you.