For all the violence, political crap, hypocrisy, and reasons for Your Blog to be, generally, pissed off at the world...
For all the personal annoyances and inconveniences plaguing your Uncle PC...
Today, I am happy for a couple of reasons.
And I am going to bask in those reasons, for as long as I can.
We all experience loss in our lives.
Some are major.
The death of a loved one. The end of a friendship. An ugly break-up.
Those losses happen.
We grieve. Then we move on.
Other losses are small. Some might even say "petty."
But, those losses touch us in a personal way.
So, when a small but personal loss happens, an unexpected "comeback" is nothing short of glorious!
(Did you catch that exclamation point, there? You know I don't use those, unless I am super excited.)
So, here we go...
Comeback Number One...
Remember a couple of years ago, when the iconic purveyor of baked junk food, Hostess, suddenly declared bankruptcy and went out of business?
A year later, predictably, the company rose, like a phoenix from the ashes, under new ownership, and about six months ago, declared it, "The Sweetest Comeback Ever!"
(Their exclamation point, not mine.)
Hostess was back.
Those chocolate cupcakes with the trademark curli-que frosting. Doughy mystery pastries they call "fruit pies." Dry, bland "Donettes." And, of course, the cream filled sponge cake fingers that sport a "half life" rather than a "shelf life." The delicacy that Archie Bunker once called, "White Man's Soul Food..."
The notion that Twinkies never spoil is, actually, a myth. The fact is that the shelf life of a Twinkie is actually about 30 days. But, like Santa Claus, Bigfoot and The Loch Ness Monster, it is a myth that is fun to believe in."
And your PC said, "Meh."
The resurrection of Hostess has been, in Your Blog's not so humble opinion, like a cat buried in Big Steve King's "Pet Semetary."
Reanimated, but just not quite right.
I hate the phrase "guilty pleasure."
If you get pleasure watching "The Real Housewives of Wherever," or smoking cheap cigars, or listening to the music of ABBA on your iPod™, or getting your munchie on with a Taco Bell "Doritos Loco," own it and tell the judgmental ones to shove it.
But if I have one, so called, "guilty pleasure," it is this...
Take a Hostess cupcake. Strip off the chocolate and curli-que frosting. Turn it upside down and cover it with rubbery marshmallow and coconut.
Are you with me?
This morning, I was at one my 8 or 9 local "7Eleven" stores, picking up a copy of the L.A. Times.
I turned around and a new Hostess display caught my eye.
That's not accurate.
The sky opened and shined heavenly light on the display as a choir of angels sang.
Now, truly, "The Sweetest Comeback Ever!"
And if that was not enough for one day...
Comeback Number Two..
*SPOILER ALERT! SPOILER ALERT! SPOILER ALERT!*
If you are, in any way, invested in the Marvel Comics or Marvel movie universe, and don't want to walk into a major spoiler, connected to tonight's release of Marvel's...
... movie. Stop reading now. I am not fucking kidding.
Click away and enjoy this cute clip, instead.
Are they gone?
Let's do this.
Your Blog has always had mixed feelings about the announcement of movie adaptations of existing properties that I love.
Comic books, novels series, TV shows, whatever.
At first, I get excited.
And then, I get cynical.
More often than not, movie adaptations of things that I love, at best, miss the mark.
Some are successful. Some are even good, on their own, but personally disappointing.
I'm thinking, both film adaptations of "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory," "Chitty, Chitty, Bang, Bang," "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," and Joel Shoemaker's "Batman" movies.
In the old days, an adaptation that tanks could kill any hope of a future sequel or franchise or remake. In some cases, it could even kill the future of the original source. (i.e.: "Barb Wire.")
Studio suits would run like they were on fire from any attempt to revive a horribly failed adaptation. And who could blame them?
But we are living in the age of the "reboot."
Did "Batman and Robin" kill the Batman franchise? Wait a few years and hire a quirky indie director to go back to the drawing board and give us "The Dark Knight" trilogy.
"The Hulk" was a steaming pile of art? No need to wait generations to tackle it again. Just pretend it didn't happen and start over.
What am I going on about, here?
I am a comic book nerd, but I have no emotional investment in the Marvel Universe.
I am a DC, (and ancient history, Warren Publishing,) guy.
I like Marvel comics, and I like the Marvel movies, (mostly.) But, I am have no personal investment in most of the Marvel characters. (Emphasis on "most." There is one...)
So, when The Nerdist posted a *MAJOR SPOILER* regarding an "after the credits" cameo from
"The Guardians of the Galaxy" on Facebook, today...
I plowed ahead.
If you don't care about any of this, you won't care. Feel free to keep reading, but you won't care.
But, if you love this Marvel character from the past as much as I do, read on at your own risk. Or...
*LAST CHANCE! CLICK AWAY NOW! I MEAN IT!*
"This Blog will not be held responsible for spoiling your future fun, or for the damage that may be done to your person or your computer, when your mind is blown and your head explodes."
*End Disclaimer. You have been warned!*
Are you still here?
Here we go...
Back in the late '80s, no less than George Lucas and Robert Zemeckis made a big budget movie based on the only Marvel character that I loved as much as I could love any fictional character.
It was an epic failure.
It missed it's mark so badly that the movie's title remained a Hollywood punchline for decades.
Your Blog never, in his wildest imagination, ever thought that he would see this character on the big screen, (or even, in comic books,) ever again.
But, I have been informed that he is back, in all his feathered, blustery, pants-less glory, (voiced by Seth Green.)
(Three, count 'em, 3, exclamation points.)